Days to remember

Saturday was my oldest child's birthday. I still remember the day he was born like it was yesterday, even though it was 7 years ago. I woke up that morning in the hospital for my 2nd day of induction, thirteen days past my due date. My water broke around 6am that morning and I thought it wouldn't be much longer. I was very wrong! I was in labor all day and into the evening. The doctor came in around 10pm that evening and said that I would need a c-section and there were some papers I needed to sign. My reaction "where do I sign?" My husband's reaction, however, was not the same. He didn't want me to have surgery. I don't quite remember the details, but I am pretty sure I politely told him that he didn't have a say.

We did not know if we were having a boy or a girl. I was so anxious to see my precious baby. I remember being taken to the operating room. I had so many emotions. It only took minutes for them to remove my baby from my belly and show me a sweet face that I will never forget. It was a boy. The first second that I saw him, I was in love. I experienced a love I had never experienced before.

Fast forward a few years, and a few children later. I was out one evening with some of my friends and one of them was talking about when she realized that her children were not her's at all, they were God's children that He had blessed her with the responsibility and privilege of raising.

Huh! That was the exact moment that I realized my children weren't mine at all, they are God's.

It doesn't matter how children are put in our lives, but what we do with them when they are. God wants us to teach the children His ways and His love.

Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6

Lord, I pray that each moment of each day I train up the children you have placed in my life the way that You want them to be. I pray that I continue to love them with Your love. Thank you for my blessings.