So I think I am meant to be a mother… I used to always say that I didn’t want children. It was because I had felt like I had become a “mother” too soon and also because I didn’t want to mess them up.
Well I think I am meant to be a mother. The farther I get on the Race the more I find out about myself. One of the things I have been recently walking in is loving deeply and loving well.
I love to love on people. And one of the biggest ways I do this is through physical touch. (As some of you read in my Hugging Esmerelda blog)
As I was falling asleep tonight I had this revelation. I was hit with this thought, “I think I am meant to be a mother.”
For so long I have functioned out of a place of saying I never want to have kids. But my heart is changing. My mothering may not be to my own children for a while to come. But I truly believe one of the gifts The Lord has given me is a mother’s heart.
I love to hug.
I love to snuggle.
I love to scratch backs.
I love to give top-of-the-head kisses.
I love to walk arm in arm.
I love to have someone sit on my lap.
I’m going to be a mother.
