I grew up as the oldest of five kids and began babysitting at twelve. By sixth grade, I was teaching kids' classes at our church, and my first full-time job was as a preschool teacher. So, when I found out I was pregnant with our first child, I thought I was well-prepared for motherhood.
I knew it would be challenging, but I thought it would be a relatively straightforward new challenge. After all, how hard could it be to change diapers, make lunches, and schedule playdates? But the moment I went into labor, I realized motherhood was going to be much harder than I anticipated. It was going to require more energy than I had to give, and it was going to rob me of some things I had previously enjoyed. It wasn’t always going to go as I had planned.
A few weeks after Brayden was born, I found myself awake in the middle of the night, trying to get him back to sleep. Exhausted and frustrated, I thought, “Why does something so good have to be so hard?” Now that Brayden is a toddler, parenting hasn’t become any easier. In fact, some days I long for the simplicity of the newborn days, without toddler meltdowns or arguments over what shirt to wear.
We live in a world that tries to avoid sacrifice and hardship. We’ve built our lives around convenience and comfort. If something proves more difficult than we expected, we often think we must be doing it wrong. And when we’re faced with difficult personal sacrifices, it’s easy to grow bitter and frustrated, feeling like a victim.
Yet, as I’ve navigated the various sacrifices required by motherhood and life in general, I’ve slowly come to realize that life comes through sacrifice. We don’t have to face sacrifice with a "grin and bear it" mentality. Nor should we avoid sacrifice at all costs. We can have hope - and even joy - amid sacrifice because we know there’s something greater on the other side. When we face moments or seasons of sacrifice, we can hold onto the hope that life comes through sacrifice. Here are some ways we can understand sacrifice in light of the gospel.