It felt wonderful! As a new Mum, I have just discovered this rush of joy that comes with hearing your child called beautiful. Among the other Mums I have met, I think the feeling is quite common. We didn’t realise it before but all we want when we leave the house with the pushchair is for somebody to peer in and smile.
Becoming a parent, I think, has brought into better
perspective the role of God as the heavenly parent. He is Father of course, but
he – she, if I may, is just as much a Mother too “should a Mother forget her
child I will not abandon you.” And I feel that the lesson
I need to learn from this particular aspect of being a parent is that if I take
immense joy in hearing my baby praised, so will God be praised when I admire
his wonderful creation.
Of course, I also have to remember to check my pride. I need
to remember that my child is not the only beautiful baby around, that he is not
my creation, I must be sure not to be hurt when people don’t notice him and I
must know that being a Mother does not make me special. If I can do all of this
and still take joy in my son and in other people’s reactions to him then I
think I have found a moment in which I can praise God. I hope in this to be
able to do good, perhaps it is a tiny act of kindness that I can perform to
stop and chat for a moment, to welcome someone in that way into my family.
So now, I choose to be astounded by creation, by God’s handiwork
of an intricate and beautiful world, by his amazing gift of humanity, by the
child that he has placed into my care and by his own redeeming son whose advent
is approaching. Further, I will try to welcome others into that moment of
wonder when I can share the joy of being around a little child with those who stop
to see him.
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