Who am I to deserve this?
To have this love, and this life, and this world that I could never have dreamed of?
To have carried 3 beautiful babies, two of whom I get to hold.
Who am I, to have love, a hand to hold, a life to share.
To laugh?
To have friendships that transcend the everyday, and reach into the beyond?
To look into my children's eyes and be thankful for their health.
Who am I?
And , more importantly, Who's?
And why does He deem me this worthy, of this life?
Oh Lord. Sweet Jesus. Loving God. My refuge. My Savior.
He spilled His blood for me. He gave His life for me. I think of Him on Calvary, his wounds spilling. His tears flowing.
But I also think of Him as I was created. I think of Him knowing my nature, and giving me this life, with all of the good and bad.
And I think of Him, watching me reach for Him. Watching me hold tight to the promise of love.
He is.
He loves.
He gives.
I have had it all right here in my hands. The best of life, the worst. The loneliness, the joy. I have watched miracles happen. I have walked the road that was dark and waited for dawn.
And here I am.
Proof that we are not the only ones who cling. He clings to us as well. He walks with us. He holds us. He loves us through all of the brokenness this world gives.
And He promises we walk none of it alone.
What a profound gift. To walk this world tethered to the One who created it. To see with our eyes His works. To hold the children he allows us to birth and care for.
To never be lonely.
So if you are reaching beyond your own means, if you are waiting for life, trust that He is there, reaching back to you.
Who am I? I am His.
