This week at my small group bible study we talked about being a godmother and what that meant. (we are a group of all moms). I am ashamed to say I’m an awful godmother. Horrible. The last time I saw my godchild I said something about “you know who your godmother is right?”. She didn’t know! And it’s totally all my fault. I don’t send her cards like I should. I don’t call her on her baptismal birthday. Bad.
So we were talking about ways we can be more active godparents. I feel really motivated to reach out to my god daughter with some of these ideas…. I thought I would share some of what we talked about 🙂
1. Celebrate their baptismal birthday.
Seems simple enough. Maybe it’s just something simple like a card, phone call or a small gift. Or maybe you invite your godchild out for dinner and let them pick where they would like to go. But the most important part is to remind them of what baptism is and that you are someone special in their life.
2. Buy them their first bible and cross. Pretty self explanatory.
3. Seek out service opportunities to participate in together.
For me, this really tied back into Owens legacy. Service. Spreading the word about hope and turning something horrific into a blessing. Seeing the good in all. Giving. I might not be able to save someone’s life as literally as my son has done. But I can do my best to teach the future of the world how to love one another and how to take care of one another. Serve. Besides … You never know when you might find yourself in need. Don’t you want there to be someone who cares enough to serve you in your time of need?
Tangent …. This makes me think about how quickly humans are to pray or call out for help when they are at the bottom. When they have lost what they have, that’s when they seek God and others. What about the other days? I think it’s just as important to call out thanks in times of bounty and health. Just as you always have more to give. Even if your life has fallen apart … There is someone else who is worse off. I was ejected out of a car at the age of 21. I was given flight for life and the whole nine yards. I spent six miserable weeks flat on my back. I missed out on my first semester of my senior year in college because I was in a wheelchair and had a catheter. I was miserable. Sad. Depressed. Angry. Needing to understand why me. What did I do to deserve this sentence. I have my thoughts as to why I was allowed to go though that experience but that’s a whole other story. The part that I don’t share often about this story is how my mom sat beside my hospital bed every night. My dad helped to and from the bathroom when at home. My sister and brother visited as often as they possibly could. They even brought me a cream puff from the state fair. My room was filled with flowers and my walls were decorated with cards. I was one of the lucky ones. Thats right -lucky. I wasn’t alone. Think of those who go through something like that without anyone. Or those who aren’t able to walk again. I was one of the lucky ones. I was the blessed one. I need to remember to still be thankful. Don’t take this six year old gift for granted. Call out my thanks even in time of despair. There is always someone out there who has it worse off than you.
4. Talk about god. Say his name.
5. Stay in their lives. Seek them out.
It doesnt have to be anything huge. But spend one on one time with them. Ask them open ended questions and really listen. They pick up on if you are being genuine. Find something you like to do together.
I’m going to start by making sure I have her birthday on my calendar and I have to dig up her baptismal day. She’s almost in middle school now …. Gasp! So I’m going to have to work on it. Ut I’m going to do if!
Are you a god parent? Are there special things you do? I’d love to hear more ideas.