Speak Life

By Sabrina Schlesinger

Years ago, when my kids where just beginning to talk, we began a practice that started with my husband when he was a boy. His dad would have him answer the question every day before he went to school, "Son, tell me who you are." To which Matthew would reply, "Matthew Schlesinger, boy of God."

He got tired of saying that day after day and year after year, but fast forward 20 years to when I was sitting in a room filled with young adults who were setting aside a year of their life to study the Bible and grow in their faith with God. I was a leader in the group, and this was our yearly tradition…to go away for a week and get to know all of the new students and hear their testimonies and how they ended up in this one-year discipleship school. This particular night it was Matthew's turn to share. I will always remember the words he spoke. He simply said, "I am here because I want to be a man of God." 

He had grown up repeating "I am a boy of God" every day, and although in his young adult years, he made some mistakes and ventured onto some pathways that were not God's will, there was this voice inside of him that called out for greatness. It was the voice of God and his dad who had spoken identity into him his entire life. He now wanted to be Matthew Schlesinger, MAN of God. 

So here we are now with four kids of our own and we ask our kids the same question every day.

Proverbs 22:6 says, “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.” This is exactly what we are doing with our kids; training them in who they are and are called to become. Culture and society today says this is backwards and wrong. “They” say we should let our kids figure out who they are on their own! If they identify as a girl (and they are born a boy), then who are we to question that! Well, I am here to say I SHOULD QUESTION THAT! Why? Because I am their mother. God has entrusted them to me to steward and shepherd their little souls, to speak God identity into them and to lead and guide them in His ways. 

Just as lanes and boundaries on the road keep us safe, so do words of identity. If we don't first know who we are and WHOSE we are, we will make dumb decisions. If you don't know something is valuable, then you won't do what is necessary to protect it. Our kids need to know this, and they won't stumble upon this by accident. This is our job and duty as parents. 

So use your voice...speak up and speak life. Start now if you haven't already. Create in your home the culture of speaking identity, God thoughts, and words of encouragement and see if it doesn't begin to change the way they see themselves. I dare you!!!

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Sabrina Schlesinger

I am officially middle-aged! I have gone up the hill and am now SLOWLY going down the other side.

I am married to my best friend! No really! Our first 10 months of dating were spent entirely in group settings, either working along side each other in ministry or at our families homes. We never had alone time. We never held hands. We never kissed. So we had a great amount of time to talk and really get to know each other. We read books, received counsel from our pastors, discussed our strengths and weaknesses in front of our parents, and built a foundation of friendship that I am forever grateful for. And let me tell you...when we did have our first kiss 10 months in....there were fireworks baby!!!! We are approaching our 17th anniversary and co-pastor Grace Church in Oceanside, CA. We are living out or dream and calling side by side.

I am a mom of 4. We have three girls and a boy.

When we gave birth to my first girl, Sophie (now 16), we thought we were amazing parents. She slept through the night, hardly every fussed, was beautiful and easy. First child syndrome...I know.

When I gave birth to Mattie (now 14) nearly two years later everything changed. She was colicky from the start, she had red raspberries on her face that turned BRIGHT RED when she screamed...so that was all the time, and as she grew, it didn't get any better. I seriously thought at one point she was demon possessed because her outrageous fits where over the top. I could often be found in a fetal position crying when Matthew, my husband came home. Little did I know then that Mattie and her over-the-top fits would be the catalyst for so many future ministry moments with other moms in desperate need of help and advice on raising toddlers...who too were crazy!

We thought we were done. After Mattie I was like, "No way, I can't risk having another kid like that! The only way I will get pregnant again is if God speaks to me directly, and I don't think He is planning that." Welp....I was wrong. I heard God speak to me one night as I was at a conference that we were to have a third child and He spoke some very special promises to me about this child. So out popped Lillian (aka Lily - now 11).

Lily wass one of those babies that everyone gravitated too. She had and still does have a spirit about her that is so welcoming, loving, and kind. People just love her and she loves people. I am so glad I obeyed the Lord on this one. After Lily we felt done. This time Matthew said, "If we are supposed to have any more children, God is going to have to speak to me directly." Fast forward 9 years!

In August of 2016 we were on a much needed family vacation, the five of us. It was at this time that God whispered in the ear of my husband that we were to adopt a child from our county. Matthew told me what God said and of course, I said, "Let's do it!" I will write another post about our adoption story later, but November 1st, 2017, at age 4 1/2, Shawn (now 6) came into our home and became our son.

I am a freelance graphic designer by trade and a pastor by calling, but I felt like there was something more I should be doing. Recently I asked myself a question..."What brings me life?" It was easy for me to answer. I LOVE helping young moms navigate through motherhood. I love giving advice to help moms get through tough and trying seasons of life. There is a generation of moms out there who have broken relationships with their own mothers and feel like they have no one to turn to. That breaks my heart. No mom should have to go through life alone with nobody to lean on. And this is where Mom Mentor was birthed.

So that is me in a nutshell. I am pretty simple, not high maintenance, a lover of mac-and-cheese and chai lattes, and slightly obsessed with all things dystopian. I am glad to have met you and I look forward to our journey together!

Love & Blessings,

Sabrina