Mother’s Day comes soon. One baby in heaven and still walking the road of infertility, I used to ask the question, “Am I a mother?”
I don’t ask it anymore.
I have the answer.
A few years ago a coworker came running up to my desk with a smile on her face and excitement in her voice. “A greeting card you wrote has been nominated for an award!”
I asked what kind of card it was. Baby Congratulations.
As she walked away, I leaned back in my chair and pondered the irony. Then it seemed God’s voice whispered right in the middle of my wondering…
I’ve said “yes” to every prayer for you to be a mother. It’s just not in the way you imagined.
I knew then that God was bringing new life through my words.
I thought of Eve, described as the mother of all living.
I’ve come to believe all women are mothers because we all bring life to the world in some way…
