breaking the hush

I always love my mom’s birthday! I think it’s because I’m a giver and no matter what I give her, she acts like it was a million dollars! She acts like it was the one thing she wanted that she has been waiting for her entire life! Though, usually, it consists of a treat basket of her favorites – last year it was a bag of twizzlers, black olives, marshmallow cream, candy corn, and diet cokes all put in a plant potter she has been wanting to match the living room, tied with a birthday balloon and a card! To her, it might as well have been a million dollars, or at least that’s what she makes me think.

Being in here, it’s hard to show my love language of giving, so I will do what I can and write down my love for my mom for the world to read! Am I a mamma’s boy? Of course! Don’t get me wrong, I cherish my dad, but there’s something about a relationship between a mom and her only son. She’s told me a story of how, when she was pregnant with me, she and my dad would pray so earnestly for a boy. During this time, God spoke to her and told her that if I was a girl, I would live a good, easy life and love Him, but if I were a boy that there would be a special anointing over my life, but my life would be hard, but it would be worth what God would do through me and how He would use me. At the time, I don’t think mom really knew what “hard” meant. But even after now knowing, I thank her for choosing a boy. First, I couldn’t imagine living my life as a woman, no offense ladies. Secondly, this “hard” life of mine is only making me stronger –drawing me closer to God, Himself! For this, I love my mother, and don’t want her or my father to doubt for one second the decision they made to continue praying for a son. In fact, I thank mom for praying for me ever since! I know that she calls my name before the Great I Am everyday. This means more to me than kissing away all my boo-boos, all the taxi rides, and homework help over the years! It’s really hard for me to express my love for mom in words. So, I pray for her today, on her birthday, that God will do something special for her, because that’s all I can do. I can’t give a million dollars, a goodie basket, a hug, or even a call or text. But, what I can do is bring her name before the Almighty Great I Am. I pray that He would give her peace and hope for our future! I thank Him for giving me another year with that special woman!

I love you, mom, more than you could ever know! Thank you for showing me a mother’s love and being there every step of the way. I look forward to so many more years. See what God is going to do through your son because of these prayers. Have a wonderful, peaceful, joy-filled birthday.

Your, “thanking God you chose a boy”, son,

Shawn