The Missed Mother’s Day- Part 2

God gives us the deepest desires of our hearts even if all we have is faith of a tiny mustard seed.  I know, because at my lowest moment, when all I had been through, not being able to be a mother, I asked God for my husband and I to be parents.  I did not care how, or when, or at what cost.  I wanted to take care of a child, to help raise and care for them and guide them.  Show them love, show them the Lord’s unconditional love.  And one day we received two beautiful young girls.  Now a year and a half later, there’s a possibility it all could be taken away.  It saddens my heart knowing what the girls went through in the past, before coming into my husband and my care.  But, the Lord commands us not to look to the past.  And I have faith his will, will be best for the girls.

Last mother’s day, their mother did not show to our visit.  I was also told over and over I was not their mother.   Knowing now the girls have the opportunity (eight months after no contact) to see their mother, brings me joy for the girls.  The many times they would ask about her, where she was, why she could not see them, I would simply say, I did not know where she was.  That she loved them very much, and asked us to take care of them when she couldn’t.  It frightens me, because I do not know the outcome.  I don’t know how she will react, how the girls will react. How often she will visit.  It saddens me knowing the girls could leave us.  But, God has prepared my husband and I no matter the outcome.

We must not worry about the future.  Trust that God has this.  Enjoy the now.  And know that with God all things are possible and that no matter what, the girls will favor in this as well as our Everlasting Father.  He is the ultimate praise.  Knowing we had a part in these girls lives are their most crucial moment.  I do not believe that God will put them in harm’s way.  I am thankful he has provided for our family to provide for the girls in many ways.  I would not change this experience for the world.  I love my girls as if they came from my own self.  And I thank God for sharing this experience so that I know what it’s like to be not only a parent, but a mother.  I was called mother for the first time (genuine) by the oldest.  I told her I would never replace her mother, but I would do my best to be a good mother to her.  I love these girls and if God were to bless me again (no matter what way) I would gladly and proudly be a mother again to another child.

God, thank you for opening my eyes, and heart to see what true family love is; no matter the circumstance, or how it happened.  All that matters is that it did.  And that is a true answered prayer from the depths of my heart.  I have faith, all though at times it may get small, I will always have faith in my God, the God!  No matter what happens.  God is always with me.  He will never leave me nor forsake me.  He loves me as his child.  I am a child of God.  Praise Jesus!  Happy Mother’s Day!