-Photo by my brother-
“Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
your walls are continually before me.” |Isaiah 49:16|
For years and years I have always wanted to be a mother, but as I was getting older time crept on me as I saw friends having a relationship, got engaged, got married and then they were expecting. I was invited to multiple baby showers and was utterly excited for them and their new chapter.
It’s unbelievable to think through all the aches and wanting God to bless me with a man who compliments me and having another blessing of being able to have a child… amazing. An amazing blessing, indeed because I know a few friends and have read stories of women who are unable to be pregnant. I pray for God to heal their wounds and trust in their timing as I impatiently and patiently waited for mine.
There are moments I think I am not ready and I need more time to grow up, and other moments of “wow, God trusted me to be a mother to this child?” I saw this quote someone shared on facebook and I resonated with it…
As a mother I want to be:
Humble enough to realize I haven’t mastered it all.
Brave enough to keep trying
and Thankful enough to see the grace in it all.
I continually pray for good health for my pregnancy, and for my baby. I pray to be a wonderful example of God’s love for my child. I pray that my husband and I will learn more patience and much more love for our child, and also for each other as we become parents and learn to guide our child in a Godly way. Most importantly, I pray our child knows and loves Jesus as much as we do and we become the best parents to bring our child to a path knowing they are dearly loved by the One who sacrificed so much for the sake of our sinful flesh. Galations 5:22 (fruits of the Spirit) immediately came to my mind.
Obviously, I am not perfect and this will definitely be a first for me, but I pray I handle motherhood with humility, compassion and understanding.
Currently, my child is dwelling in my womb and, soon, my child will be dwelling on this earth full of wonder, worry, excitement, hope and love. I also pray for my child to understand that our dwelling is not in the home where we live, or the church we attend to, or the friendships we make. Our dwelling is in our heavenly home, our faith in our hearts where we confidently know we will be there someday because Jesus paid it all.
To God be the Glory! In all I do…
as a daughter of God, a sister, a friend, a wife, and soon… a mother.