Its Mama…..
P is for Presence
There is a deep-seated presence that a woman has when she becomes a mother. From the moment you start trying to change from a single woman to a mother, everything changes, most especially your heart.
I’ve always felt it is God’s mercy that gives a woman ten months to create that small human within her womb. God takes his time in knitting together the little soul that will soon fill the arms of that mother, but He also gives space for that woman to prepare to become a Mom.
Just as our bodies expand for the growth of that child, our Mother’s hearts grow and expand to hold all that is the blessing of each child….and it is amazing that that love grows to expand and cover each child given to that Mama…a miracle, really, gifted by God
And, in that ten months, a new presence is created…one that is filled with all that is holy of God…all that is human of child…all that is sacred of Mama
And it is within that existence….God-Child-Mother that the seeds of love previously unknown are planted for what will be an entire life time
I don’t know what amazes me more…the ability of a Mama to morph into all the different roles she will play when raising that child: Nurturer, protector, Mama Bear, Ferocious Lion, educator, taxi driver, coach, guide, disciplinarian, chef, seamstress, personal shopper, tutor, engineer, physician, Bible teacher, and the list could go on forever….
Or that Child’s ability to blatantly, in the presence of his or her mom, take pieces and parts of their mother and seamlessly sew them into the fabric of their being, choosing what they feel necessary to become their best selves while attempting to remove those things which do not match their personhood…..all in the presence of their mother
Or perhaps, it is the wonderment of God’s vision to create both Mother and Child at all.
It is one of His greatest miracles, and I am blessed to join in that with the birth of my children…
What I do know is that I personally have been forever changed from the journey from my mother’s heart into this world, and I most certainly have been changed by the growth of each of my children first in my heart and then in my life….
I no longer take for granted that my children will always be with me on this day, but for this day, I will soak up all the love of my three babies and count my blessings that God and bask in the joy that it is to be Mama to Madison, Kenton, and Johnson.
Happy Mother’s Day to My Mama, Shirle Millstead, and to all my babies..
I love you as only your Mama can,
Go fly your Kites….and know I am with you always,
Mama
