I'd received four text messages wishing me a happy Mother's Day before 9am today. Not one was from my husband or children (not yet). People think of me every year on this day that is so special... I think people remember me because they know that I'm missing my mother. More accurately, I'm missing the mother she has not yet been able to be... I have a loving brother and wonderful friends, extended family, and in-laws. I am so thankful for them!
I am blessed.
I am blessed beyond measure by a Father who is a father to the fatherless (and a mother to the motherless).
When I was still very wounded and broken, this scripture breathed life into me like none other. I am His.
And He gave me this.
Little people to love and enjoy every day of my life. And an awesome husband!!
Like I said... I am so blessed.
"Father to the fatherless, defender of widows — this is God, whose dwelling is holy. God places the lonely in families; he sets the prisoners free and gives them joy." Psalm 68:5-6
God has freed me and given me joy beyond all measure and expectation. He has given me a most amazing family in people I hadn't dared dream could exist for a girl like me. He is working miracles in healing relationships I thought could never be healed. He made me a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece, a cousin, a granddaughter, a friend. I am abundantly blessed this Mother's Day...and always.