The Kind of Home I Hope My Children Remember

When I think about the kind of home I hope my children remember, I often think about a question they’ve asked me.

“Mommy, what was the best birthday present you got as a kid”?

And guess what? I can never remember.

While I had many birthday parties and opened many presents as a kid, I can never recall the one toy that stood out.

But what I do remember is the kind of home I had in my childhood, and so I share those memories with them.

And I tend to keep this in mind when I think of my own children’s childhood.

What kind of home will they remember?

I Hope They Remember They Were Loved

With each day that passes, it’s going by so fast. Cue the tears.

This quote is so true: “The days are long, but the years are short”.

Because of this, I make it a point to tell all four of my kids daily how much I love them, how thankful and proud I am of them, and how blessed I am that God chose ME to be their mom.

Our kids need to hear the words I love you, every day.

I Hope They Remember We Depended On Jesus

While this world is fleeting, Christ isn’t. We can have hope and joy because Jesus is alive. Thank you, Lord!

I hope they remember all the times we depended on Jesus through prayer.

Praying in uncertainty, praying for healing in their injuries or family and friends, or the times we prayed for a family to know Christ.

I hope memories of family Bible study come to mind, and how we forgave each other, or the many times we prayed together at home and the morning prayer in the car as we ran errands.

Most of all, I hope they always remember who they are- a child of God, the One true King, and He loves them.

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I Hope They Remember the Little Things

It’s the ordinary moments that become lasting memories.

The things that seem ordinary in my eyes, but everything to them- from morning family walks, baking all their favorite treats, laughing during family read-alouds, to picking a family movie on movie night, endless Monopoly games, family dinners, bedtime dodge ball, and sweet bedtime stories.

I know it’s in these everyday moments that seem ordinary but create such core memories- I hope they remember the little things.

A Legacy Built One Ordinary Day at a Time

Even in the unseen homemaking days, we are living in the good ‘ole days.

Our children probably won’t remember whether the floors were spotless or the laundry was folded. But they’ll remember how home felt.

It is here where faith is growing, deep connections are being created, and legacy is being built.

The rhythms we establish in our home matter deeply and are worth pursuing in a Christ-centered home.

The kind of home I hope my children remember is the kind of home I pray they look forward to creating one day, too- deeply loved and faithfully depending on Jesus.