31/05/2026
Someone asked me,
"Why do you always bring your kids to church? Wouldn't it be easier if you went alone? Mas makakapag-focus ka. Mas madaling magnotes at makinig."
I smiled because, to be honest, she's right.
It would be easier.
Maybe I would hear every God's word without distractions. Maybe I wouldn't have to remind them to sit still, whisper less, or pay attention.
But I didn't become a mother to choose what is easier.
I became a mother to do what matters.
And nothing matters more to me than where my children will spend eternity.
Because one day, when my life here on earth is over, I can't bring our house with me. I can't bring the gadgets we've bought, the clothes we've collected, the shoes we wear, or the money we've saved in the bank.
But if there's anything I can invest in for eternity, it's my children.
That's why I bring them to church.
Not because I want them to become religious. Not because I want them to look like good kids in front of other people.
I bring them because I want them to know God for themselves. I want them to know that God is not just someone they call on when life falls apart.
I want them to know Him before the heartbreak, the disappointments, the anxiety, the confusion.
Before all the storms of life arrive.
I want them to recognize His voice when the world becomes loud.
I want them to know that they are loved before they ever feel rejected, chosen before they ever feel forgotten, and seen before they ever feel invisible.
My greatest dream is not that my children become wealthy.
It's not that they become successful.
It's not that they achieve everything this world says is important.
My greatest prayer is that they walk with God long after I'm gone.
That when they face the hardest moments of their lives, they won't have to search for Him because they already know Him.
That they will have a faith that is their own.
Because at the end of my life, I don't want to stand before God and say,
""Lord, look at everything I built, bought, and possessed."
I want to say,
"Lord, I did my best to lead the children You entrusted to me back to You."
So yes, church can be exhausting. Some Sundays I'm listening to God's word; other Sundays I'm cleaning crumbs, wiping dirty faces, passing snacks, and convincing my boys to just stay and sit still.
But if one day my children know Jesus because I kept bringing them, kept teaching them, kept praying for them, and kept pointing them toward Him, then every Sunday was worth it. Every sacrifice and effort was worth it.
Because the greatest inheritance I can leave my children is not something they can spend.
It's a relationship with the God who will never leave them.
"Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it." — Proverbs 22:6 (KJV)
