As a little girl my dream was to be a Mom...a Momma of lots of babies. As a teenager, I found out that I had a hormonal tumor that would make that dream seem unable to acheive. I began to fret and fear about the future, how could something that I wanted so bad be taken from me before I even had the chance to begin seeking it. I remember clearly God speaking to me..."my child the desires I have placed in your heart, will be fulfilled."
I remember thinking, okay I can handle this, I don't how my babies will get to me but God has promised they will come.
Not too many years later, I sat in a room at UVa and found out that tumor wasn't there...only a cavity remaining where it once was. I remember the Dr. who had been part of my medical battle - years of surguries, tests, appointments and he just shook his head and said "I have no other thing to say, but it's gone and it's a miracle!" To God be the Glory, great things He hath done.
Now, many years later my quiver is full. I have four children from kindergarten to high school. My cup is full, no my cup is overflowing.
Some days, it's all that I imagined....brushing hair into ponytails, sisters laughing themselves to sleep, a dirty boy from playing hard outside...other days (alot of days), it is harder than I ever imagined...children fighting, clothes not clean, dirty faces....but on all days I am so thankful for these gifts that were given to me.