To Be Your Mother

You arrived into my life with both gentleness and fervor. Tenderness and tenacity.

Each of you. So different but yet so the same.

Two born of my flesh and one born of my heart.

It simply matters not.

You have opened my eyes. Changed me. Remade me.

With your crinkly eyes filled with laughter. And the fiery ones filled with rage.

The joy…the pain…the giggles…and the tears.

All together pushed me to my knees

And pushed me out of the complacency of my well-controlled world.

Out of the comfort zone

And into a zone of chaos where a love so encompassing was birthed.

A love like the Father’s.

Now I wrap my head around it just a little more. How He loves me isn’t quite the mystery as it was before.

Evidence that there is a God.

One who hand-picks our families and calls us by name.

From of our flesh to half-way around the world

Love is born,

Trials storm.

Lives are turned upside down,

But then rebuilt into something new.

And families are made whole again.

There is a God. And He gave me you.

His love consumed my heart.

It shook my soul.

I love you….

And I am honored,

Privileged,

And humbled

To be called your

Mother.

May each of you have a Mother’s Day filled with moments of the encompassing love God has placed in your heart. Whether your day is ideal by worldly and convenient standards or not, may you be filled with the knowledge of the beauty of your calling.

Blessings and smiles,

Lori