Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.
It all started with Cleo Heddie. She was the sweetest little baby you've ever seen. She was so quiet and snuggly, a real delight to be around. And, I just knew she liked me better than anyone else in the whole wide world. Oh, how I wished she was mine! But, alas, every Monday morning, she had to be returned to the cold, hard crib behind my preschool teacher's desk.
You see, on my first day of 4-year-old preschool, my teacher told the students that we'd each get to take sweet little Cleo Heddie home for a weekend. Well, maybe it was just the girls. I'm sure she had something equally manly to delight the boys, but that's not the point of this story. :)
When I heard the news, I felt as if I'd won a million dollars! A baby for a whole weekend? I couldn't believe it!
At last, my turn rolled around, and Cleo Heddie was MINE for 3 magical nights! I'd never seen a baby so beautiful!
I bathed her gently, fed her regularly, and rocked her sweetly before laying her down in her crib right beside my bed. I was the best four-year-old mom a little Cabbage Patch baby doll could want! Cleo Heddie was my favorite, and she became a regular guest at my house.
And so began my deep love of babies.
I love the smell, the gear, the noises they make. All of it! Growing up, I wanted nothing more than to be mama to a houseful of babies.
But, that wasn't God's plan, at least not yet.
Because of breast cancer treatment, I can't have babies. Not a single one. And because of my medical history, I'm not a good candidate to adopt.
And you know what? I'm 100% okay with that. I delight in it, actually.
Now don't get any ideas, this wasn't my plan and I wouldn't choose it. But it was God's plan and I'm ecstatic to live it.
Only by His power, can I say, "I don't even want a baby." God moved me from a 21-year position of wanting nothing more than being a mom, to a new place of wanting nothing more than being obedient. Being a servant. Being who He wants me to be.
The moral of this story is...
If you're finding yourself in a place today where the dreams of your heart are unmet and unmatched, rest in the knowledge that God can change them. Sure, He can fulfill them, too. But, trust the word of my testimony; His changes are good.
Blessings, sweet dreamers!