A Mother, First

Oh, how I've missed you! The activities of my week have been many! I have had such a desire to continue on where I last left off; writing about the many individuals who are impacted by abortion and specifically how they're affected. But, I just haven't had a free moment to do so. I treasure how God moves within the blogging world, and I miss it when I can't get to it.

With the busy events of my week, and most specifically with something that happened just this evening, I was lead to interrupt my series, so that I could instead share with you my heart about being a mother, first.

I have shared with you before, but I have two wonderful and energetic sons (6 & 9 yrs. old). They are home schooled, so, not only are we always together, we are always busy. I tell you, my children are my very heart. I wouldn't trade them for the world. They have each captivated me since the moment I knew I was pregnant.

It still takes my breath away to know that God would bestow to me another chance to be a mother, after having two abortions. A day will never go by that I will ever take that for granted.

In my great appreciation, I determined from day one that I would do everything I could, to be the best mother I could possibly be. Not only did I want my children to be proud of their mother, but I wanted to make God proud.

This sometimes requires that I put other important things aside for their sake. Post abortive ministry is my passion, but, my first responsibility is to see to it that my family is well taken care of.

This evening, I was in the kitchen cleaning up and such. Thoughts of how to balance all of the things that are important to me were in my mind. My oldest son, Nickolas, came in and could see I was deep in thought. We began to casually talk and I shared with him that I had so much to do, and that I hadn't even had a chance to write a post on my blog all week. Nickolas knows how important this ministry is to me, and because it's a subject that also affects him, he, too, has a great drive to see lives healed and set free.

Nickolas walked out of the kitchen, and my thoughts turned to how it is that I honestly do not have to sacrifice too very much. The truth be told, my boys are so gracious to give me the necessary time to pursue that which I'm passionate about. It is together that we sacrifice toward this goal to see lives restored. When my heart couldn't feel any more thankful for the liberty my family gives me, I turned around to find the message pictured above on my refrigerator. It was left by Nickolas. My heart was so deeply touched!

Being a mother first, does not mean that you sacrifice for nothing. The time and love you give to your children will accommodate and even accompany the fulfillment of your passions.

I'm thanking God for my children this evening, and also thanking God for each of you! Nothing God does is by coincidence. He has such a plan for your life, and I believe it includes the sharing of mine.