Christmas Eve has always been a little emotional for me. I remember year after year sitting in service surrounded by families...because let's be honest, those are my people. I would ask God "Why not me?" "When will it be my turn?"
Since I was young, my greatest desire was to be a mother. I knew God would follow through and give me the desires of my heart but the waiting. The waiting was rough. I do not remember a Christmas service in recent years that didn't involve tears and maybe even a little questioning of my purpose.
But this year was different. This year during Christmas Eve service we had so many new things to celebrate. Our church met in a new theater that is more wheelchair accessible. Our sin could actually choose where he wanted to sit! Our daughter got to dance with her Poppi and sing about Jesus. I got to hold our son and praise a great God who does follow through on His promises.
Tonight we opened gifts. J & S had a great time. Their individual personalities are starting to show more and more. They were more than spoiled but mostly they know they are loved.
Would you take a moment as you read this little piece of our story and pray for their first mom? Wherever she may be, we wish her peace. She gave us our greatest gifts and we cherish them more than I think she could ever know.
May your Christmas be blessed by a God who fulfills his promises...often in the form of a child.
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