Remember April 14, 2009
Human beings are very adaptable. We get used to things. At one point for each of us, infertility was a major part of our lives. We thought about it every day. We wondered if it would always be like this and desperately hoped it wouldn’t be. Then we became mothers. We went from feeling empty to feeling overwhelmed, swept up in the nonstop activity of life as a new parent. Motherhood is so all-consuming that we didn’t have time to sit and daydream about how fulfilled we felt; we were too busy changing diapers, wiping up baby puke, and working to keep the baby calm. If you’re like me, you might even find it hard to remember what life was like before your child arrived. Which brings me back to how adaptable we are – we can even get used to miracles.
I don’t want to sit around and meditate on how sad infertility is or dwell on the emotions I felt before I became a mom. But at the same time, I never want to forget how much I prayed for a baby and how it felt when God answered those prayers. Psalm 77:11 says, “I will remember the deeds of the LORD; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.” Meditating on the goodness of God is part of being a Christian. God didn’t have to give me a baby. He’s already given me his Son. But he chose to answer my prayers with the kindness of a Father who loves extravagantly.
My nature is to take things for granted. But with God’s help, I’ll choose to remember what he has done for me and motherhood will not be one of those things. Today when my baby wakes up I’ll tell her that she is a miracle and a blessing from God. She won’t realize it, but I’ll be telling myself too. It’s something I never want to forget.
