As I'm getting ready for my fourth and final birth, I'm getting nervous and excited. I always journal during my pregnancies in my baby journal, and I read the first entry the other day. I wrote it on June 1, 2006 when I had just found out I was pregnant with my first child. I thought I'd record it here, so that I may never forget the birth of my mother's heart.
"To all my future children, I offer all the hopes, dreams, and love that this mother's heart can pour out on you. I love you so much already. I can't explain loving someone without even setting eyes on them or hearing their voice. I can offer this explanation: God in His glorious riches grants a mother's heart the ability to love furiously and sacrificially beyond her own ability.
I have not always had this mother's heart. For years, I thought I didn't want children. My heart was closed off. I was determined I could not be good enough. I was afraid my past would seep into my parenting, and as a result I would wound you. I also struggled with selfishness and fear.
God again in His graciousness gave me a new heart when we cared for my niece for a year. My mother's heart became alive as I fell into my new role as her "mother". After losing her, I ached for children to hold, guide, and love . I lived for the day you would enter my life and see you with my very own eyes."
In a few days, my family will be complete. All my dreams have come true. I will have four beautiful, precious children to love, serve, teach, train, and hold. I feel so fulfilled with motherhood and staying home to raise my family.
God has blessed me with more than I could have ever have desired or hoped for. I feel so unworthy of this incredible honor. I praise God for giving me my mother's heart.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
In a few days, my family will be complete. All my dreams have come true. I will have four beautiful, precious children to love, serve, teach, train, and hold. I feel so fulfilled with motherhood and staying home to raise my family.
God has blessed me with more than I could have ever have desired or hoped for. I feel so unworthy of this incredible honor. I praise God for giving me my mother's heart.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
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