You, My Child, Are One in a Million
Wilma was one of the many godly women who blessed my life when Ray and I were young. Wilma loved babies—her babies, her grandbabies, and other mama’s babies, including mine. She taught the cradle roll class at our church when I was a brand new mama of one. I have sweet memories of sitting in her class with my infant son while she taught the babies about Jesus and the world God made—and taught me how to be a mama.
When Wilma’s children grew older, one of her strategies for spending time with each of her six children individually was simply to grab one of them to accompany her when she went to the grocery store. That strategy is one of the million ways to make each of our children know that he or she is deeply loved as an individual and not simply as one of “the kids.” With love, time, dedication, and creativity, we can make each child feel like one in a million.
I love to think about the fact that God feels that way about me. I am not just one of the millions of people Jesus died for and whom God loves intensely. He loves me personally, and He loves you personally, too.
I know women who know that they were unwanted children because their mothers or other members of their families actually told them so. My heart aches for those women. No one deserves to feel that way. Praise God that He doesn’t feel that way about a single one of us.
When children grow up and begin lives on their own, there are times when their mothers ache for time with them. God understands those longings. He aches for us, too. He wants us to be with Him now and forever.
The knowledge that you are one in a million to God teaches you how to treat each of your children as one in a million.
God made the seeds and the soil and He sent the rain and the sunshine to grow each of these pumpkins . . .
. . . one pumpkin at a time.
Every child deserves a mama who tells him or her from the very first breath through every visit back home to see Mama and Daddy, “Hello, Pumpkin. You’re one in a million!”
If you are one of those women whose mama didn’t let you know that you’re one in a million, I am so very sorry. Thank you for breaking that cycle. Thank you for devoting yourself to your children so that they know that they are indeed one in a million.
Lord, You have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I get up;
You understand my thought from far away.
You scrutinize my path and my lying down,
And are acquainted with all my ways.
For You created my innermost parts;
You wove me in my mother’s womb.
I will give thanks to You, because I am awesomely and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.
Psalm 139:1-3, 13-14
