On Being A Mommy
August 12th, 2008 by ChristinPosted in Parenting
Was I foolish to ask God to place such a precious little person into my care? To allow me to so poorly show His love to one completely loved by Him? Is He big enough to make me soft and patient and loving? To make me into a mother that can raise this wee little lass to know and love Him even more than I do?
The happy and scared and trembling feeling of holding the new little baby makes me pray for God’s hand to be on me so I can love and care for her as I should.
The midnight feedings and fussy evenings make me contemplate God’s patience with us when we so often try it. I want to show as much of that patience as possible to our kids so they never have to feel that God isn’t patient with them because I am not patient with them.
It is a wonderful and challenging and exciting thing to try to show Jesus to Micaiah.
It gets hard sometimes to not be able to calm her crying or satisfy her longings…whatever they may be…and then she makes a cute face or calms down in my arms and I melt.
Other times I just stare at her face because she is crafted and designed by our Father and I could watch her for hours…The little faces she makes and the way she studies things. (Mostly walls and lamps.
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I cannot begin to describe exactly how it feels to be in this new adventure, but I know that I am different because she is here and that I love her, and that I think I see more of how Jesus sees us because of how I see her.
The happy and scared and trembling feeling of holding the new little baby makes me pray for God’s hand to be on me so I can love and care for her as I should.
The midnight feedings and fussy evenings make me contemplate God’s patience with us when we so often try it. I want to show as much of that patience as possible to our kids so they never have to feel that God isn’t patient with them because I am not patient with them.
It is a wonderful and challenging and exciting thing to try to show Jesus to Micaiah.
It gets hard sometimes to not be able to calm her crying or satisfy her longings…whatever they may be…and then she makes a cute face or calms down in my arms and I melt.
Other times I just stare at her face because she is crafted and designed by our Father and I could watch her for hours…The little faces she makes and the way she studies things. (Mostly walls and lamps.
)I cannot begin to describe exactly how it feels to be in this new adventure, but I know that I am different because she is here and that I love her, and that I think I see more of how Jesus sees us because of how I see her.
One Response to “On Being A Mommy”
By seven on Aug 13, 2008
That’s so cool… and you’re a wonderful mommy.