Each one of my three children holds a special place in my heart.
My six-year-old is tall and strong with thick brown hair and a contagious smile. He is intelligent, organized, creative, and even witty! He is very serious and protects fiercely those he loves.
My four-year-old is slim and energetic. He has the biggest brown eyes you’ve ever seen, adorned with the longest eyelashes that will just make your heart melt. He is our “wild man”-- crazy and silly to the core. yet at the same time he has an undeniable sweetness to him. He is generous and cares deeply for his family and friends.
Over the past few months I’ve watched the personality of my 1-year-old blossom seemingly overnight! Our red-headed, blue-eyed baby girl is a chunky ball of pure sweetness. She has the most delightful laugh and loves to “talk” and snuggle in my lap any chance she gets.
I can't imagine my life without any of them. At times I find myself literally overwhelmed with love for these three unique blessings.
Recently as I was pondering these things, God turned my heart to Him--
God, my Father, the perfect Father.
If I, in my humanity and weakness love my children so much it seems at time my heart will burst, how much more does my heavenly Father love me?
I can’t imagine my life without any of them-
I love my children first and foremost because they are mine.
Secondly, I love them for their uniqueness. I love them differently, but equally.
I wonder if you’ve ever been like me, and experienced the soul-sinking feeling of jealousy.
I have the tendency to wish I was as warm-hearted, nurturing or as fun-loving as other moms. I wish I was as put-together, in-shape, or confident as so-and-so.
And if I’m not careful I somehow begin to feel less-than: my personality, my talents...Less-than.
As if God loves me less than “her" because of my more serious, introverted, and task-oriented nature.
It is then that I have to remind myself…
He loves me first and foremost because I am His.
Secondly He loves me for my uniqueness-- differently, but equally.
I don't love any of my children less because of their differences… so why do I think God loves me less because I am different from other moms?
After all, He “created my inmost being,” He, “knit me together in my mother’s womb.” He knew the exact personality, temperament, and talents I would need to accomplish the tasks He has put me here to complete.
I don’t know about you, but I think it's time to stop wasting time and energy feeling “less-than” and wishing we were more like that "other mom.” It’s time to appreciate and thank God for the beautiful, unique way He has made us.
Today, rest peacefully in His love, knowing that you hold a special place in God’s heart because you are His design.
WORD OF THE DAY:
“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you.” Psalm 139:13-18
God, I know that you have created me uniquely and wonderfully. Help me to avoid the comparison trap that leads me to discontent and jealousy. Open my eyes to see the way in which you are using my unique traits and talents for your glory. In Your Name, Amen.
Author: Katie Gibson