I was only 19 years old on March 21, 1990, the day that God gave me the most amazing gift…
a beautiful baby boy.
The entire course of my life was changed in the moment that I first held him in my arms. My life was no longer just about me…I had this little, tiny person depending on me for everything.
I had always thought that I would go to college and do big things…but raising our son took the place of everything. I like to say that I went to the college of life! I had to work, learn how to cook and clean, pay bills, take care of a baby and 10 million other things…and I wasn’t really even old enough to be considered an adult! Praise the Lord we had parents that were always willing to help us, yet still encourage us stand on our own.
More important to me than any college degree or high paying career is the accomplishment that I feel when I look at my son. He is a good man and a good husband. He is loved by everyone that meets him. He is a hard-working, God-fearing, compassionate man. And I know that some day, he will be an amazing Dad.
Do I ever have regrets about what could have been? No, I never do. I had never planned to have a child so young, but God worked it all out for good. (Romans 8:28) One day, when Cody figured out how young we were when he was born, he asked me if he was a “mistake.” I told him NO WAY; he was a “surprise”…an unexpected gift that I didn’t even know I wanted until I got it!
No child is ever a mistake.
The bible says, “Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him.” Psalm 127:3 NLT
Happy Birthday, Cody. I love you more than words can express. Thank you, Lord, for that special gift you gave to us. We have always cherished him, and we always will! When I look at Cody and our daughter, Maddie, I know that there is nothing in this world that could have made me happier and more fulfilled than being their mother.
That is what God put me on this earth to do…
it is my first calling.
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