Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation, with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs one of His angels to take notes in a giant ledger.
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“Armstrong, Beth…give her a son. Rutledge, Carrie, give her twins.” Finally He passes a name to the angel and says “Give her a preemie.” The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She is so happy.” “Exactly”, smiles God. “Could I give a sick child to a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel.”
“But has she the patience?” asks the angel. God replies, “I don’t want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment withers away, she will handle it fine.”
“I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so necessary for a mother. See, the child I am going to give her will have his own world. She will have to make him live in hers, and that is not going to be easy.”
“But Lord, I’m not sure she truly believes in you.” God smiles “No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.”
The angel gasps “Selfishness! Is that a virtue?” God nods, “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child that is less than perfect. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a single day. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says “Momma” for the first time, she will be present at a miracle, and know it.”
“She will never be alone. I will be by her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing My work as surely as she is here by My side.”
“And what about a Patron Saint for her Lord. Whom shall it be?” asks the angel. God smiles, “A mirror will suffice.”
~ Erma Bombeck
I love how well this is written and how true it is
being a mother of a preemie.
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