I know it’s been forever since my last post. I am really going to try to stay disciplined and not go that long again. I really missed it, but as a mom of 2 young and very needy boys, I have been struggling at being consistent with anything! Haha! Hopefully you can relate!
As I’m sitting here now with a few free minutes, I wanted to write about something that’s been in my heart for a very long time. And that is being so thankful for having sons.
Everyone who knows me, knows I’ve always and ONLY wanted daughters. 6 to be exact! I even had all their names picked out. It never even crossed my mind that I would have boys. It’s crazy I know. I was naive. I cried both times (from disappointment) I was told “it’s a boy!” I was so sure I was meant to have daughters and I want to say now that I was so wrong.
I think about this all the time, particularly when I’m picking up balls around the house or when I find a Hot Wheels car in my purse. I am reminded at how wrong I was. And that the plans we have for ourselves aren’t always what’s best for us. I’m sure God had many laughs as I spent my time shopping for girl clothes and jotting down girl names. God knew what I needed was sons and I’m so grateful I am the mother of 2 sweet boys. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.