God’s Promise Fulfilled

Romans 4:20-21

No distrust made him waver concerning the promise of God, but he grew strong in his faith as he gave glory to God, fully convinced that God was able to do what he had promised.  

Thought for the Day:  God loves us and fulfills His promises to us.

It has finally happened. Twice in the past two weeks I have been reminded that even though we have two adopted children ages 5 and 12, I am an older parent.  The first time was at my child’s pediatrician’s office when I realized the doctor was giving me instructions “to give Jonathan’s parents.”  When I told her I was his parent, she was surprised (and apologetic of her mistake).  Then, a few days later, Jonathan was standing by me at school and a teacher said, “Your grandson?” and I once again had to say, “No, he is mine.”  As I read a devotional today written by a grandmother, I thought about my situation and how God came to bring children to me later in life.  My story is alike only to a few people in that a lot of tragedy happened in my family early in my life and His plan was to get me through all the tragedy before giving me the precious gifts of children. Today, I sometimes “feel old” as I go through my daily routine, the routine that is normally lived by someone much younger than I.  Then, I reflect on God’s timing.  God blessed my husband and me with two beautiful children who bless us every day.  When I look back over my life, I am thankful that I have these two boys and a precious husband to share life with during this time in my life.  God gave me the gift of this precious family to remind me every day of his love for me.

Life doesn’t always go the way we plan.  We can make all the plans in the world and write them down on our “to do” lists.  Those lists look wonderful and perfect.  Then, life happens, and the “to do” list remains unmarked because of life events.  In my case there were tragedies that kept me from having children and the timing earlier in life was not right for me to raise children.  I never lost hope, however, that God was going to bless me with children.  As Abraham and Sarah, my husband and I always felt that God had children planned for us, but it took a while for us to realize that dream.  Now, I am an older parent who looks at my two precious gifts given by God and my heart is full.  My heart is full of the promise, the promise of God’s love for me and the promise He fulfilled.  God’s timing is perfect and I am thankful.

Prayer Focus: Those waiting for the gift of children

 

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2 thoughts on “God’s Promise Fulfilled

  1. Donna, we’ve been following you avidly and have really enjoyed your devotions. However, if you need to take a break from the writing, we would not think less of you. I could see where you might need to just sit with God in the morning for renewal. In Christ’s love, susan

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    1. Susan……I LOVE YOU! Thank you so much for your thoughts about my writing. There have been mornings lately, as my job has required an overwhelming amount of time, where I have had to miss writing. I have put a lot of pressure on myself to write each day, and that is a very overwhelming thought. Today, on a Saturday morning, is my first relaxing day in a few weeks and I have been able to take time to write. I try to keep things in perspective. I try to remember that writing is for me…..and it is for me to grow in my relationship with God. The secondary blessing is that it might touch someone else. You are very perceptive – my two days of not being able to share my writing have shown you that I needed the message you wrote. You are a blessing! Love you!

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