Mother's Day is not an easy day for me. No, I didn't lose my mother, I am still blessed to have her on this earth and be able to tell her all the time that I love her and do things for her. When I woke up this morning I was hit with the sudden realization that it would be another one of those days where people all around me would be celebrating and would be standing on the outside looking in. I am not a mother. I will never be on the receiving end of a Mother's Day celebration. As I was sitting in church this morning I realized I had not dealt with these issues yet. All of a sudden this overwhelming pain hit me and I began to cry and of course feel sorry for myself.
As I was sitting there in my very own pity party in the middle of church, God began to comfort me and speak to me. He reminded me that just because I don't have children from my womb to call me mother, He has blessed with gifts beyond measure to be a motherly figure to the children in my life.
I don't like using the word godmother. But for lack of a better description I have to feel as though that is what God has intended for me. To be a God mother. To wrap the children in my life in my protective arms, love them, spoil them, instill the wisdom that God has given me and support their parents in their upbringing.
I am a protector, teacher, care giver, advisor, a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear. I am a God mother.
Thank you God for blessing my life with family, friends, and children. Thank you for reminding me that I am important to them and to their lives.
Happy God mother's Day!
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