I looked down into the eyes of my perfect little boy. Just 5 days old and I was in love already. The hormones were still raging and I was near tears most of the time. Just looking at him made me feel teary eyed.
Kissing his little cheeks I whisper “You are worth it! You were worth all those days of feeling sick. You were worth the aching hips and back….” I continue listing everything I suffered while being pregnant and then giving birth.
“You are worth it all” I whisper. And then I hear another whisper; this whisper is to my heart. “You are worth it. You were worth the sacrifice of my son. You were worth all of his sufferings…”
I gasp. My heart feels like it’s going to burst. It took being married to understand the relationship between Christ and his church; now as a mom I finally see a true glimpse of how much God the father loves me!!!
I’ve never doubted his love, but as a new mom I saw more clearly than ever before how much he loves me.
The love I hold in my heart for my little son pales so much compared to the love God has for me. And I stand in awe of that. That the creator of the entire universe could love me so much that he was willing to suffer far more than any woman ever suffered in childbirth.
Being a mom has increased my love towards my God so much. It has increased my awe and amazement towards him and sometimes when I wonder how God could possibly still love me in spite of everything; I still hear him say “you are worth it, you are my child and I will always love you”.