My mom gave me something on my first Mother's Day that I would like to share:
Birth
I Samuel 1:12-20 12 As she kept on praying to the LORD, Eli observed her mouth. 13 Hannah was praying in her heart, and her lips were moving but her voice was not heard. Eli thought she was drunk 14 and said to her, "How long will you keep on getting drunk? Get rid of your wine."
15 "Not so, my lord," Hannah replied, "I am a woman who is deeply troubled. I have not been drinking wine or beer; I was pouring out my soul to the LORD. 16 Do not take your servant for a wicked woman; I have been praying here out of my great anguish and grief."
17 Eli answered, "Go in peace, and may the God of Israel grant you what you have asked of him."
18 She said, "May your servant find favor in your eyes." Then she went her way and ate something, and her face was no longer downcast.
19 Early the next morning they arose and worshiped before the LORD and then went back to their home at Ramah. Elkanah lay with Hannah his wife, and the LORD remembered her. 20 So in the course of time Hannah conceived and gave birth to a son. She named him Samuel, [c] saying, "Because I asked the LORD for him."
Ecclesiastes 3:2a - "...there is...a time to be born." I Samuel 1:27a - "For this child I prayed." Psalm 139:13b - "Thou didst knit me together in my mother's womb.""Wonder and mystery surround the birth of a child. Children are always fascinated when a new baby comes into a home. Thousands of children are born into the world every day. Man is learning much about the hidden process of conception. Yet the wonder and the mystery remains.
In the womb of the mother, unseen by human eyes, life is formed. The body in all of its amazing complexity is taking shape, every part imbedded marvelously in the germ of the tiny beginning. And in some mysterious way the factors that will shape the mind and the personality of the new-formed life, are being woven in to that living organism.
How far humanity has strayed from due reverence for life, and due reverence for the God of life, when they say that a pregnant woman has the right to do with her body what she wants to do, and then lay bloddy hands on the life conceived in her womb.
When Hannah had given birth to her son, she called him Samuel, saying, "I have asked him of the Lord," and her testimony to Eli was, "For this child I prayed." Her heart was filled with praise as she thought on the wonder of God's grace and power in her conception.
Parents of a newborn infant, join hands with Hannah. Join with her in praising the God of life."
As I celebrated my first Mother's Day, I realized that every day for me is truly Mother's Day. While the actual "Mother's Day" is a recognition and celebration of mothers all around the U.S., I am a mom every day. Yesterday was challenging. I'm not sure what today is going to bring. With the discovery of AJ's reflux one week ago, we are having to change things and I am especially having to be more aware of his every move. I want to make sure he is not in pain. So, every day, I am a mom. Every day, even the challenging days, at one point God shows me His amazing creation in AJ. At another point, I am asking Him to help me through the day, but I am thoroughly amazed by this child. I sometimes question why God gave him to me- the question holds two meanings at different times through the day. But I am thankful.
As I rocked AJ to sleep yesterday, praying that his little body could rest in the heat and his over-tiredness, I sang to him.
"I have a Father, He calls me His own. He'll never leave me, no matter where I go. He knows my name. He knows my every thought. He sees each tear that falls, and hears me when I call. I have a Maker, He formed my heart. Before even time began, my life was in His hands. He knows my name. he knows my every thought. He sees each tear that falls, and hears me when I call. He hears me when I call. He hears me when I call."
