A Mother’s Offering of Her Son to the Lord
An example from church history
shows just how great
the blessing of offering our
children to the Lord may be
If we are truly for the Lord we will declare, as Joshua did to the Children of Israel,
“As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord!”
— Joshua 24:15
In this regard, the story of how Hudson Taylor’s parents offered him up to the Lord, starting from before he was even born, is an inspiration for all Christian parents today, to encourage them to give their children fully to the Lord. (If you are not familiar with Mr. Taylor, he was the pioneering Christian missionary to the interior of China in the latter part of the 19th century.)
Surely today the enemy, like Pharaoh of old, seeks to keep our children in his bondage (Exo. 10:10-11); may we nonetheless be so faithful to take a stand in our time that our whole house must be for Christ, as Hudson Taylor’s parents did in theirs!
More about this is said in the Note, “Bargaining with Pharaoh (8): “Go Now, You Who Are Men!” As I write in that Note:
What grace Hudson Taylor’s parents had to exercise to offer their son so completely to the Lord! Nor could they possibly have known how many millions and millions of souls will be eternally grateful to the Lord, and to them, that they did.
The first section below provides an except from this story; the two images below from his biography, Hudson Taylor: Growth of a Soul, from which the excerpt is taken, give a fuller account.
My beloved, now, sainted mother, had come to Liverpool to see me off. Never shall I forget that day, nor how she went with me into the cabin that was to be my home for nearly six long months. With a mother’s loving hand she smoothed the little bed. She sat by my side and joined in the last time we should sing together before parting. We knelt down and she prayed – the last mother’s prayer I was to hear before leaving for China. Then notice was given that we must separate, and we had to say goodbye, never expecting to meet on earth again.
For my sake she restrained her feelings as much as possible. We parted, and she went ashore giving me her blessing. I stood alone on deck, and she followed the ship as we moved toward the dock-gates. As we passed through the gates and the separation really commenced, never shall I forget the cry of anguish wrung from that mother’s heart; it went through me like a knife. I never knew so fully, until then, what “God so loved the world” meant. And I am quite sure my precious mother learned more of the love of God for the perishing in that one hour than in all her life before.
— Hudson Taylor: Growth of a Soul, page 187
These are pages 186 and 187 of Hudson Taylor: Growth of a Soul,OMF International; Reprint edition, 1995