What is your name? How old are you? Please use this space to tell us a little bit about yourself.
Hello! My name is Lydia Taylor, and I’m 27 years old. I’m a lover of adventure, a woman of many passions, a wife, a friend, a follower of Christ, the King. and a mother to three wild and wonderful children who are five and three: Josephine Mae, Lincoln Bear, and Kirby Raven.
What do you like to do with your time?
When I have the blessing of time to myself, I love to read, to knit, watch a favourite show, to sleep, write, and talk…a lot. I also have CBC playing on the radio at pretty much any given time of the day.
Are you currently employed? Or Self Employed? Yes, being a mother is considered full time (more like overtime) work. Is this a volunteer or paid position?
I am currently employed by three tiny people, and let me tell you, these are the toughest bosses I’ve had. I’ve been put in charge of these screaming, puking, pooping little nudists to make sure they come out as respectable members of society, but most of all, to be three devoted followers of Jesus. My hours are 24 hours a day, 7 days a week with no holidays and no physical pay. But the bonuses are pretty sweet; kisses, giggles, some awesome play time, constant companions (and I mean CONSTANT) and I even get free therapy via colouring with crayons with my three year old.
Do you enjoy what you do with your time? Please elaborate.
My work is hard, demanding, and exhausting, but it’s also incredibly rewarding (see bonuses above.) I am truly honoured and humbled that the Creator of these little beings has entrusted them to me. What a job, what a blessing (x 3.)
What has been one of your greatest struggles in the past 3-5 years?
I came into motherhood unexpectedly. Let’s just say God had different timing than us (as He usually does) when it came to children and one of my biggest struggles has been accepting that timing. If I’m honest, with all the dreams and goals I had, I don’t think I would have ever felt like I was ready-or even wanting-to have children of my own. a few months before I became pregnant with our first, Josie, I was studying to go to school in Vancouver and was totally under the impression that God was calling me there. I had a full year of questioning why I had become pregnant when I did. And although I was completely in love with our daughter, I was also confused, disappointed, and angry at God for how I felt He was leading me to Vancouver, and then all of a sudden, BAM-Josie. I would stay awake at night praying and asking Him why now? Why were you leading me to Vancouver only to slam the door in my face? Why? What? Why? I asked Him to let me in on His plan, on His thoughts, and one night, I got my answer. Lying in my bed, asking the same question I had been asking for a full year, I heard God’s voice say, “The path that you were on wasn’t even where I wanted you in the first place.” And it all became clear to me. God wasn’t leading me, I was leading me. What I thought had been God’s calling was not Him at all. It was me. It was my desire, my idea, my own leading. And I started looking back and seeing the doors that God was closing long before I became pregnant. I was just blinded by my own ideas and what I thought were the (very real) passions that God wanted me to pursue.
How did you grow from this struggle(s)?
This has been a long journey, and I don’t think I’m anywhere close to the end of it. I’ve been seeing God’s plan start to unfold, even if the plan is simply (or not so simply) trust Him and wait on his timing. WAIT. That’s a very hard thing for me. Wait and listen. Wait and trust. See where He leads, and wait some more for His next move. I have learned that yes, God can use the passions we were born with, but I am also seeing that many times, God grows the passion within us, passions we never thought we would have. For me it’s children, particularly children who have been abused, and more specifically, trafficked (or at risk of becoming) children. This is a passion I don’t believe I ever would have, or even could have been instilled in me had I not had children of my own. I am seeing doors open pursuing this passion that God is growing in my heart, and for the first time, I have the courage and patience to wait, and see what His next move will be in this. I won’t move until He moves me. He ‘s the leader, I’m the follower, the Shepherd and the sheep. The Potter, and the soft clay.
It’s a tough lesson to learn, waiting and listening. I tend to move on a whim, and expect God to follow. If I’ve learned anything these past four years, it’s that God knows what He’s doing, and if you let Him, He will mold you into the most beautiful pot you can imagine-but we must be soft and content in His timing. Do you know how a potter softens clay? They smash it. They smash it and smoosh it and bend it and whack it. They poke holes into it and fill those holes with water. They wait to let the water soak in. It’s a process that can hurt and be confusing but then it all comes together into this masterpiece that you would never have believed could come from this lump of hard clay. The masterpiece at the end will bring Him so much joy-and isn’t that what we were created for?
Wait. Listen. Be mold-able. Trust the Potter.
And so I wait, expectantly, for God to work.
”Wait patiently for the LORD. Be brave and courageous. Yes, wait patiently for the Lord.”
How do you wish to inspire others with your life story?
My time as a mother is a precious one that I have grown to absolutely adore and be still in. Being still, what a gift.
God has lead me to be content in the role He has appointed me in. What I’d love for other mothers (and people in general) to be encouraged in would be to be content where God has placed you-whether it be in motherhood, the workplace (or both), or somewhere totally foreign to you. You have been called for such a time as this, for such a place as this. So bloom where you’ve been planted-where He has (very purposefully) planted you. It really is the sweetest place to grow.
How can we support you in your current life adventures? Please feel free to use this space to share any business links etc.
Prayer for me to be the mom that God wants me to be. Not a perfect one, but a Christ-like one.