Newborns hold a particular kind of delight.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I tell my first born that he's special, because he's the one that made me a Mommy.

Going from "Non-Mommy" to "Mommy" is a life-changing event that we're thrust into in an instant.

Those first few moments of holding our first born children really are beyond description, aren't they?   

Indulge me while I try to articulate part of the magic....



When Ryan was born, I remember being struck as I held this mere seconds-old child, that none of his story was known to me yet. His entire future - his entire story - known by a loving God, was yet completely unknown to me. Would he be healthy? Would he be funny? Would he make many friends or only have a close few? Would he follow hard after God from an early age, or would his path take him down a different and more difficult route to the Father? Would he love easily? Would he break hearts, or have his heart broken?

Anything was possible for him. And to this day, a fierce and unyielding mother-love rises up in me, praying I will succeed at impressing upon my children that they can do or be anything. There are no limits. No dream is too big.

My newborn delighted me, and I could daydream about his future with a heart filled with promise, because ANYTHING WAS POSSIBLE for his future.

Friends.......anything is possible for my future, too.

I've been born again. Born again! And every day God offers His mercy and renewal. My life story has yet to be written! My Father God, the same one who made me a new creation, looks at me with eyes full of delight. He wants me to know that with Him, I can do anything. I have a vision of the woman of God I want to become, and my Father tells me all those dreams are possible.

He longs to be the voice I give ear to...the voice telling me that "anything is possible to him who believes!" (Mark 9:23)

But just like my children, I have a choice to make. My children will have to decide as they grow, whose voice they will listen to. There will be dissenting voices that sound nothing like mine. Telling them they're not smart enough. Not fast enough. Not cool enough.

And you and I, although we may have outgrown playground bullies, we still have those voices too. Lies that too often come from our own mouths. Not pretty enough. Not thin enough. Not good enough.

God's voice says those are lies. God's voice says nothing is impossible for you. Listen for His voice. Ask Him to talk louder than the lies. He will.

So...that's why I love the name of the Trinity Women's conference this year: POSSIBILITIES.

I pray you'll be there, and I pray that God will impress upon you that your story is yet to be written. Your future is what you'll make it. His mercies are new each morning, and with those mercies come a chance to live big for His glory, no matter what your today or yesterday may have looked like. Anything is possible for those that believe. 

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this post originally written for www.prize31.com








3 Comments:
Blogger Catrina had this to say:

Sweetest post ever, Starr! And you're on such a creative writing streak lately...I love it!

March 3, 2010 at 10:35 PM 


Blogger The Gobble's (Lanetta) had this to say:

oh Girl.. LOVE IT!!!

March 8, 2010 at 5:44 PM 


Blogger Vanessa had this to say:

Love it! Great reminder that we have so many possibilities as well.

March 15, 2010 at 6:11 AM 


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