12 years ago...

was a Sunday. I remember that day well & pray I always do. I remember not going to church that morning. I was tired & having contractions. I remember wanting my 3 dogs clean! And I remember at 1pm my husband took me to the hospital, because I knew that it was time. 12 years ago at 8:06pm I was blessed by God with a daughter, my only daughter. I remember my father-in-law & my step mother-in-law being there in the room with us. I remember being very very tired, but overwhelmed with a love that I had never experienced before and that was the day that I first got just a small glimpse of God's love for us, for me.

Though I try my best to be a good mom, I know that I fall short. I see it, but she loves me. I have done the best that I can with equipping her with truth and love and to know who Jesus is. She has accepted Christ as her personal Lord and Savior and I have watched her grow more at 12 then I did, and that is an amazing sight.

As a parent, I have been convicted to teach my children the truth of who God is, and to allow God's Spirit to work within her.

Luke 1:47-49 (Amplified Bible) says, "And my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for He has looked upon the low station and humiliation of His handmaiden. For behold, from now on all generations [of all ages] will call me blessed and declare me happy and to be envied! For He Who is almighty has done great things for me--and holy is His name [to be venerated in His purity, majesty and glory]!

It is hard to watch my children grow, and for my daughter who is now a true pre-teen, my thoughts are of when "I was that age", and I pray that she makes wiser decisions than what I did, but I know that God has a plan for her life & I am excited to see where He is taking her. Happy Birthday, Nichole, I love you.

~Peace & Blessings~
Jen