Week 13 of 52 Weeks of Thankful Thursday
The Letter M for Mama
I am so thankful the I can be called Mama.
The sound still rings sweetly when it is called by one of my children.
Well, not the times it is a fussy one, harsh one or the like…but it still means something special.
God chose me to be Mama for these wonders I call children. Not, just friend or confidant.
The healer with kisses, the comforter with hugs, the peacemaker, the teacher, the book reader, the laundry lady, the only one that can make the goodies like I do.
God knew before I did that this was the life I was to lead. He knew my heart before I did.
I am so thankful that He sees my struggle some days but has yet to tell me that it can’t be done. He hears my cries, He hears my pleas…yet He also knows my future.
I am blessed to be called Mama.
No one else can do what I do.
No one else can see to the wounded hearts like me, fill the gap when hearts need mending.
God provides, I nurture and show them the way back to Him.
No one can do this job.
And for that I know I am blessed.
In His Grace.