14 and counting....

Dear Phoebe, you will always be my baby girl...

 

I know that the day will come (maybe 30 years from now) where both your dad and I will have to let go and hand you over into the loving hands of your future husband; but until then:

 

I will love you and protect you and guide you and lead you in the way you should go. I will always love you no matter what and I will be there for you no matter what. Together we will pick up the pieces of any messes made; no matter what they may be. I will always be on your side, I will always have your best interest at heart. My love for you is endless, without limits or expectation. Just you be you; YOU ARE AFTER ALL FEARFULLY AND WONDERFULLY MADE, ON PURPOSE AND FOR A PURPOSE.

 

 

I blinked And Then She Was Thirteen!

Today, 13 years ago, I became a mother...

I don't think I will ever forget that Saturday morning and how it happened, how I felt and who was there and as my children age I am more and more fascinated how God chose me to be their mom. It is not by chance, it is a predestined situation and as I ponder the wonder of how God fashioned this relationship and joined us together as mother and daughter; I stand in awe as I realize that raising this child, as with everything else in life is not about me, it is not in my own strength or wisdom that I am able to do this, it is only by the grace of God.

Thank You Abba Father for the privilege of placing this wonderful child in my care and as I say these words, with it comes the realization that she is ultimately in His hands... may Your will be done in her life Father God, today and always. Bless her and keep her; make Your face shine upon her, and be gracious to her; Lord lift up Your countenance upon her and give her Your perfect peace today and always.

 

May she dwells in the shelter of the Most High and abide in the shadow of the Almighty.

 

May she say of the Lord, that He is her refuge and her fortress, the God, in whom she trusts.

 

She is in your hands Lord.