Sometimes I wonder, what difference can I make with only 2 children.
If I had 10, what a powerful legacy I would have…but two…I only have two. And Sunday I teared up as I talked to my mom about those two empty chairs at our kitchen table…and that spare bedroom that would be perfect for a 3rd child, and those two sets of bunk beds in each room that would be perfect for baby #4 and #5…but all I have is 2.
As I drove away teary eyed from our discussion – with longings in my heart unfulfilled…God brought to mind the lives my mom has touched through… just 3.
3 daugthers who walk with the King.
The oldest sister has had a revolving door of children through her home for two decades. Just this past Sunday I walked past the bus of children our church brings from the inner city – the children were waving their hands out the windows and shouting “Hiiiiiiii Courtney” and I waved back to the children AND to my sister. She has ridden this bus faithfully every Sunday for nearly a decade…so many lives have been touched by just one daughter willing to sacrifice her Sunday mornings to make these children breakfast, go to their homes, meet their parents, and give out an endless supply of hugs, gum and Jesus’ love.
Then there’s my other sister. For years on Fridays, I faithfully see her invitation pop up on Facebook – “come to our house for fellowship tonight!” And a dozen young married couples and a score of children arrive to read God’s word and enjoy an evening together in the hospitality of her home.
And then…there’s the little one…who’s all grown up now…with just those 2 children…who longs for more but knows she should be content. She has an on-line ministry that touches so many – why does that not fill that void?
I reflect on my mother…just 3…
I reflect on my own home…just 2…
Just 3… her 3 have gone on to touch so many more lives simply because she was faithful to pour into us girls God’s word, God’s grace, God’s unconditional love and God’s truth.
And I wonder…can I do the same with just 2? I know this chapter of my life has not closed yet and God may have #3 waiting for me as a surprise…but if he doesn’t…I must learn to be content with …just 2.
As I drove in the car with tears streaming down my face – I wrestled…I wrestled with how to deal with the emotions that helplessly wash over me from time to time about…just 2. And then suddenly I breathed…I pondered the truth that my mom had…just 3.
God comforted me with a remembrance of how he has worked in the generation before me…I am my mom’s legacy…just a little one of 3.
I can trust that God will use my…just 2… for his glory.
Mom – you are one in a million and I’m SO thankful for you. Thank you for our “little talk” on Sunday night. Thank you for reminding me that God is in the details, I have…just 2… for a reason. I must learn to trust and be glad.
I love you Mom – You are a Gift!
Walk with the King,