The Protecter Of My Heart – My Mother’s Day Gift

The birth was exhausting, and emotional  The nursing staff quietly slipped from the room, to give the young couple some time alone – with their baby.

You could tell from the look on the mother’s face, that her pain was keeping her from getting comfortable.     First birth, breech baby, no pain medicine.  But there was something else.     Something was missing.

She was smiling. She was holding her baby.  Her beautiful baby girl – brown hair, dark eyes, perfect.  Her baby was now with the Lord. 

This was their time – to hang on to the nine months of life given to this Mother and baby girl.

Her eyes were so heavy.  She laid her head back onto the stacked pillows and turned slowly to her husband.  This is what she saw:

He was holding his new little girl.. and tears were streaming down his face.

The nurses had left them alone, to say good-bye.

It was when the new mother saw his tears… she and her husband lay close together - with their baby to say good-bye - that her own grief turned to a new love for her man.  Sympathy, thankfulness, sorrow, and togetherness.  All in one moment.

You could see it in her heart.  She was a Mother.  But she was given two gifts that day – a beautiful baby girl blessing.  And a man that protects her heart  – Always.

A gentle nudge in the right direction, a soft answer to lead me to a different conclusion, the balance of the extreme I might be thinking, and the voice to our children that brings the Lord and the Truth to our home.  My husband.

This year -again- at Mother’s Day.. I bend low, and let the grace of God wash over me, thanking Him for the Gift of this man that protects my heart.

He has helped me to become the Mother that God has always wanted me to be.  And will continue to.

The day I held my little girl –  while she breathed and rested warmly in my arms – I understood what it means to be a Mother. 

Sacrifice. Appreciation.  Looking beyond yourself to see the pain and needs of others.

The day that my husband held our little baby, while his head was bent low, and he said good-by – I knew this man would always be by my side.

And the gift of Motherhood  – I celebrate WITH him.

 

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Perhaps you would leave a comment today about What gift YOU are thankful for this year  –  Mother’s Day?

 

 

 

 

 

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Comments

  1. This year is the first year my mom is celebrating mother’s day without her mom.  It has made me think how precious the relationship between a mother and daughter is, how thankful I am for the relationship I have with my mom, and makes me cherish my daughter all that much more.  So, this year, I am thankful for generations of women who have gone before me and taught me what motherhood is all about. 

  2. crying before breakfast? yeah, it’s good. my perspective’s all in focus again :)

  3. Lisa Randall says:

    with tears in my eyes from your beautiful story…..  I am thankful for our children.  Particularly for this moment, our youngest…..Julian.  My husband and I wanted to be the author of our family size for many years.  Our 3rd child together, I shamefully grumbled about raising three.  A sister in the Lord had lovingly shared with me the blessing of children…in an attempt to change my heart toward my pregnancy.  I was convicted and I changed my attitude.  She is now 5 and just yesterday I thought about my thoughts throughout most of my pregnancy with her.  I repented.  I asked the Lord were there any areas where I may have opened the door for Satan to have a place in our lives concerning that time, I have prayed over all such things.  But she is not our youngest.  About 2 years ago, my husband, who had the same mind set as I (restraining our family size), shared with me that he felt that God wanted us to continue having children.  At that time, YES, my attitude had changed during my prior pregnancy…but not my HEART.  My response to my husband was very natural, lacking anything of His spirit.  Months later, I repented to my husband for talking him back to ‘sanity’.  We were so excited the day that I repented to him.  To his surprise he was immediately back to where God had brought him months before.  That week we conceived.  Our son, precious Julian, was born nine months later.  Our birth was planned to be at home.  And because of the short labor that we had, I received the GIFT of bringing our baby boy into this world at my own hands.  It was significant to what God has done in our lives.  All things have truly become new.  The midwife arrived soon afterward to find me peacefully resting with my precious boy.  My husband was proud as he cut the cord.  We all crawled in bed, in His peace and joy. A renewed intimacy with our living Lord.

  4. Katrina says:

    I am so touched as I read this. Much grace has been given to you.
    Katrina
    P S. I would be honored to win one of the give aways

  5. A heartbreakingly beautiful story – Thank you for sharing it.

    I’m thankful that I am a mom, and not only to one baby, but to FOUR. 4 years ago I didn’t know if I’d ever be a mom.

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