Leaving a Legacy

Today my oldest boy is 18.  He is my only child that I met as a newborn.  In fact, I spent 10 long days in the NICU with him as his lungs developed.  No, he’s not more special.  Each of my children have their own kind of special to me for different reasons.  For him, I have memories of seeing him when he was only a few hours old.

In the NICU

And watching him as he grew. That’s carrots on his face.  He loved them so much that he turned orange.

Isaac and I are very similar in personality.  But he had a blessing I didn’t have.  He was raised in a Christian home.  We were definitely imperfect, but we pointed him to Christ.  I began learning self control at age 25, he began when he was young.  He’s a better version of me, but more importantly, he reflects Christ to those around him.  That smile?  It’s real.  He’s genuine.  He stands for what is right but also has an amazing compassion and I couldn’t be prouder!

But it doesn’t end here.  No, it is just the beginning.  Today is the first day of the rest of his life.  And I can’t wait to see what his future holds!

I stand amazed!  Many years ago, as a small child, I wanted nothing more than to be a wife and mother.  I wanted a home and a family.  I had no idea how to make it happen, I only knew that I wanted different than what I had.  I wanted different for them than what I had lived as a young adult.  And God called me to himself.  And I met Shane.  And he blessed us with 4 little lives.  And God did more than I could ask or imagine.  Four arrows that are shooting out reflecting God’s glory to those around them.

I’m not naive enough to think that we’re out of the woods, so to speak.  I have no idea what the future holds.  But this I know.  Shane and I have given them a firm foundation.  A foundation that I did not have.  We’ve loved them, and given them grace when they’ve failed, and they’ve given us grace when we’ve failed.

And this I know; even if everything changes tomorrow, I’ve given my children a different legacy than was left to me.  I have given them a stable home.  A perfect home?  NO! Imperfect in many ways, but stable.  But 23 years of marriage.  A mom and a dad that loves each other and them.  A home where Jesus Christ is honored.  Where we point the children to the Gospel each and every day, rather imperfectly for sure.  But God uses those imperfections to his glory.

He has given me the family I desired.  I am overwhelmed and forever grateful!

 

 

 

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