Mama, Let Me Fight.

“Staring at that child,
obscenities forming at the corner of your mouth.
The baby you brought into this world, 
is copying bad things from Pearl
and causing your toes to tightly curl.

Mama,
Would you let me fight?
Would you let me fight for you?
Would you let me fight this battle for you?
This battle does not belong to you,
It belongs with all my troops.

You’re saying too much
nagging like a woodpecker’s touch.
The teen you’ve worked so hard to raise, 
is acting all kinds of strange 
yet thinks you’re slightly deranged.

Mama,
Would you let me fight?
Would you let me fight for you?
Would you let me fight this battle for you?
I, God-of-the-Angel-Armies 
Will guide you through.”

Exodus 14:14 (NIV)
"The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still."

Reflection

As Mamas, our hearts are fierce. Full of love, protection, and sometimes exasperation. When our children are naughty, disrespectful, or seem lost, an instinct urges us to shout louder when frustrated, correct harder when they misbehave, and solve every problem they face. But in those moments—when our voices feel like nagging, and when our hearts feel like raging—God whispers:

“Mama, would you let me fight?”

God doesn’t want us to be anxious, angry, or overwhelmed. Instead, He wants us to release to Him, the things we can’t control, and gently work on the things that we have the power to change. The challenges of motherhood are not meant to be carried alone. He sees the tight curl of our toes, the frustration in our words, and the ache within our souls. And says, 

“This battle does not belong to you. It belongs with all my troops."

Being still is not being passive. It’s an act of faith. It’s choosing to believe that The Creator of our children has not stepped off the battlefield. He is still there— helping them along their path, helping us keep our cool. With His Angel Armies. With His perfect timing. With His plan.

So, Mamas, 
Let us bend our knees in prayer, not panic. 
Let us calmly be there for them, and
Let us trust in the One who loves our children even more than we do. 

May our calm be a confident strength, 
and our stillness, a total surrender, 
as we trust God to fight for us.