Did you ever wonder how the mothers of heart babies are chosen? Somehow, I visualize God hovering Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger. Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles. Give her a heart baby. ... The angel is curious. Why this one God? So...hes so happy. Exac...tly, smiles God. Could I give a heart baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel. But does she have the patience? asks the angel. I dont want her to have too much patience, or shell drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, shell handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has a world of his own. She has to make him live in her world, and thats not going to be easy. God smiles. This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness. The angel gasps, Selfishness! Is that a virtue? God nods. If she cant separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesnt know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says momma for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see clear the things that I see - ignorance, cruelty, prejudice - and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side
Posted on: Mon, 24 Mar 2014 19:52:12 +0000
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