My baby is not a baby anymore

Well, I can not believe that it has been six years already. It seems like just yesterday that I was an apprehensive first time mother to be. Wow, has God really done a work on our hearts in such a short six year period. Our God is so Good.

First for a little back story. For those of you who do not know, I have serious female problems. Problems such that it is a miracle of God for me to even conceive, let alone, carry a child to term. On top of all of that, it is EXTREMELY dangerous for me to have a c-section (so dangerous to cut me that they do not even want to cut me for a hysterectomy that I need). Looking back on all of that I can see the hand of God at work throughout the entire process.

Aaron was born on August 8, 2002 at about 5:00am by C-section and both he and I were absolutely fine. God has had his Sovereign hand on us every step of the way. If you spend a great deal of time with Aaron it is very easy to see that God has special plans for that child. His heart for God and his love of learning John nor I can take any credit for. We have failed in numerous ways as parents. Let me share with you the moment our lives changed because of this precious little blessing.

I was raised in a strong Christian home. Most all of my family are Christians. John was raised somewhat in church but not in as consistent a manner as I. Well as is the case for us, we spend the first few years of our marriage as non church attenders. I remember the day that all changed. Aaron had just turned 3 years old and I was tucking him into bed one night. We have always had prayer time after story time. Before I walked out of his room, my innocent 3 year old says, "Mommy, when are you going to teach me about Jesus?"

There are times in every parents life when your children say or do things that knock you to the ground but this for me was Earth shattering... How could it have gotten to this point.. How could I have been so neglectful. It was at that moment that in deep prayer I cried out to my God in forgiveness. Our lives have not been the same ever since. Those little words uttered from a small child spurred a revival in our home like none other.

There are so many reasons to be thankful for Aaron but that is probably the most meaningful to me. God uses many things to get our attention. I thank him daily for the gift of this precious, innocent child that gave us a push back to the foot of the cross!

I love you Aaron and I am proud of the work that Jesus is doing in you!