
I wasn't fortunate enough to have a Godly Christian mother. I don't remember too much from when I was young. My teenage years stand out in my head & overshadow everything else about my past. My mom was more interested in trying to be the "cool mom" part of the time & being over medicated for her health problems the rest.
I guess that is the reason I have such a strong desire for God to work in my life. I want my children to look back on me & remember more positives than negatives. I want my children to see me reading my Bible, hear me praying for them, feel my loving arms around them, & KNOW that they are loved no matter what! Because not all of us have those memories.
This mother's day, I didn't open any fancy, expensive gifts that were bought hastily the day before. My present this year was realizing that I have been blessed more than I ever deserve. I have 4 little arms that want to hug me, 4 little eyes that are watching everything I do, 4 little feet that follow where I lead them, & 2 little hearts filled with more love than I thought possible.