Sunday, June 27, 2010
I don't believe my birthday is all about me, any more than anything else in my life is about me. The very act of my birth is a testimony to God's graciousness and, just like everything else in creation, is for his glory. It's also not just about me because I believe everything in life involves relationship. While my birthday was the beginning of my journey it was also the continuation of someone elses. Now that I am a mom I understand the power of finding yourself connected, as a link, to previous and future generations. I understand the transformation a woman goes through emotionally, spiritually and physically as she gives birth to her own motherhood with the birth of her child. I don't remember my birth, but someone else remembers every moment of it. I may not remember the hour of my birth but I do remember who greeted me as I took my first breath in that hour. The sound of her voice is a sound I cherish hearing above almost any other. And while June 28 holds significance for me as the day I was born, I know the day stands out in the mind of another as one of the most important of her life. Thank you for being there from the beginning Mamma!
"Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all."
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.