"Oh, that God would give every mother a vision of the glory and splendor of the work that is given to her when a babe is placed in her bosom to be nursed and trained! Could she have but one glimpse in to the future of that life as it reaches on into eternity; could she look into its soul to see its possibilities; could she be made to understand her own personal responsibility for the training of this child, for the development of its life, and for its destiny,--she would see that in all God's world there is no other work so noble and so worthy of her best powers, and she would commit to no others hands the sacred and holy trust given to her."
- J.R. Miller
As I spend time daily with my sweet Sophia and marvel at this new life inside me, this little boy whom I can hardly wait to meet, I am awestruck by the great vocation of motherhood. Certainly, it is possible to experience the miracle of giving birth without, then, embracing this vocation. Our current society makes it only too easy and acceptable to abdicate our great calling to raise up our own children in fear and admonition of the Lord. Conversely, it is possible to love, train, and raise a child for God without being his or her biological mother. But, when the vocation and the life-giving of motherhood are combined: oh, what a special blessing it is to be a mother! Running out of energy as I
run waddle after my busy toddler, anticipating the pains of labor, still I can feel nothing but privelege that this blessing of motherhood is mine. God has been so good to me.