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The joy of Motherhood!

I am so thankful that the Lord has called me to the ministry of motherhood. It is a great privilege and a joy to train up, disciple, serve and love my children for the glory of God. I am so blessed to be the mother of nine wonderful children. Each one is so very special and such a unique individual miracle of God and blessing to me. I praise the Lord for Jesse, Josiah,Gabriel, Hannah, Priscilla,Elisabeth, Bethany, Lydia and Micah! I love you all am I am glad that God made you and blessed me to be your mother. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. God's works truly are marvelous! My soul knows that very well.

Psalms 139
139:1 God's Perfect Knowledge of Man
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.
O Lord, You have searched me and known me. 2 You know my sitting down and my rising up;You understand my thought afar off. 3 You comprehend my path and my lying down,And are acquainted with all my ways. 4 For there is not a word on my tongue,But behold, O Lord, You know it altogether. 5 You have hedged me behind and before,And laid Your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;It is high, I cannot attain it.
7 Where can I go from Your Spirit?Or where can I flee from Your presence? 8 If I ascend into heaven, You are there;If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there. 9 If I take the wings of the morning,And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, 10 Even there Your hand shall lead me,And Your right hand shall hold me. 11 If I say, "Surely the darkness shall fall on me,"Even the night shall be light about me; 12 Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You,But the night shines as the day;The darkness and the light are both alike to You.
13 For You formed my inward parts;You covered me in my mother's womb. 14 I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made ; Marvelous are Your works,And that my soul knows very well. 15 My frame was not hidden from You,When I was made in secret,And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. 16 Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.And in Your book they all were written,The days fashioned for me,When as yet there were none of them.
17 How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!How great is the sum of them! 18 If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand;When I awake, I am still with You.


Mother's Day was such a blessing. I was encouraged by my children and my husband and reminded of God's grace to persevere. I will always be a mother and as my children grow older and leave the home they continue to be home in my heart and in my prayers that they would walk in His truth and treasure Christ above all things. All of my children blessed me in their own special way with phone calls, drawings, cards and gifts that I will treasure. The greatest gifts are my children themselves. A gift and reward from God.


3 John 1:4
I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth.

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