Found my simple pleasure

I woke up this morning and just like every other morning my daughter had her small arm around my neck and my son was sleeping on my chest, don't even ask how but it works out - somehow we find a way to be that intertwined and still be comfortable.  It is a simple act but it is such a pleasure to wake up to it.  There was a time when I would wake up to silence and sorrow, wondering if I would ever become a mother.  In the midst of that uncertainty I never imagined that things would work out.  I was ready to accept what I thought was defeat and resign myself to a life without children, God has a perfect plan for all of us and if it was not in his plan for me to become a mother I would somehow find a way to accept and find an alternative joy.  Although we still have to live among a culture driven people who do not believe in what we have done,  I ask that you give me the space to demonstrate the power of love - it might just save a life of another woman and in the process give a child an opportunity to be raised by loving parents instead of growing up in the system.

Here I am and I can confidently tell every woman that falling pregnant and giving birth is not the only definition of a mother.  A mother is also one who rushes to pick up a crying child, a comforter, a nurturer, a disciplinarian, one who loves unconditionally, who cries when her child hurts, one who would step in front of a bus for her child and one who's face lights up in the presence of her children.  I AM SHE!!!

This morning I am very grateful for my daughter's embrace and I am grateful for a son who lets me know everyday that he needs me.  

Isaiah 49 6 and 19-21

New International Version (NIV)

The Servant of the Lord

6 The Lord said to me,

“I have a greater task for you, my servant.

Not only will you restore to greatness the people of Israel who have survived but I will also make you a light to the nations— so that all the world may be saved.

19 “Your country was ruined and desolate—but now it will be too small for those who are coming to live there.  And those who left you in ruins will be far removed from you.

20 Your people who were born in exile will one day say to you,

‘This land is too small— we need more room to live in!’

21 Then you will say to yourself, ‘Who bore all these children for me? I lost my children and could have no more.  I was exiled and driven away—who brought these children up?

I was left all alone—where did these children come from?’”