Beware, this is a post from a woman about to birth a child in a week...I cannot be held responsible for any crazy talk!
I took Joei to the park across the street today, just to get her some exercise, and basically because I can just sit there like the beached whale I've become. Well, I really just enjoyed watching her interact with the other kids today. She is a real compassionate kid, real friendly as well. I just sat there with such pride over the little person she is becoming! Call me biased, but she really is a neat kid. I love the qualities she has and the character she seems to be developing.
I have been hit before with the reality of what it is to parent a child, but today it was in a different realm. I feel like I am truly embracing my calling at this time, and that is to be a mom. I honestly want nothing more right now, than to raise my kids, to watch how they grow, and to pray that I can leave them with something more than just my chin. (Yes folks, that is really all Joei has of mine, oh and bless her heart I think she has my feet.)
Inheritance. It is my job as a parent to impart anything I have learned, any gifting I have been given, anything I am, to my children. What good is life experience if its not shared? What good is a gift if it is not given away? I want to leave my children with an inheritance, and I don't mean monetary...granted I hope that is there for them as well, but there is so much more than that. I can only pray that my life is an example to my kids, that they would want to be like me. Not that I am anything, by an stretch, but rather, they would see the nothing in me, and know that God takes that nothing, and he does something with it. Auh now how is that for a run-on sentence. Again, I plead pregnant.
I don't know what came over me today at the park, but I honestly feel a fresh wind has come over me. And perhaps not a moment too soon. In a matter of 10 days I will have a newborn baby. That thought has freaked me out for awhile now but I can honestly say that I think things are gonna be alright! I think we just might make it after all. And I hope, and I pray, that one day my children will feel the exact same way that I do right now. Not necessarily that they have kids of their own, though I would love that of course, but that they would fulfill whatever dreams God gives them in life. And they would know that no matter what comes their way, God will always help them to achieve those dreams. Because at the end of the day, they can look at their mama, and they will know that God took a nothing, and He did something...
