Happy Mother's Day - Me!

Blake usually works second weekends, but because of him having to work some special services during this past week, he was able to be off this weekend. So he proclaimed this Mother's Day Weekend - so I get two days! We had a fun day. We had donuts at the donut shop, got me a bike (so scary - I haven't ridden in 13 years!!!) went to the park, went to the pool, went to church, and then went out to eat at a place that I went to once with some friends a couple of months ago. They have good chicken enchiladas and coke with crushed ice ( you know the important things!!) . I just got back from a walk (with just me, the ipod playing Hillsong United Worship, and God) and now I am blogging while Blake puts the kids to bed. Tomorrow Blake is making waffles for breakfast and hamburgers and homemade ice cream for dinner. I am SOOOO spoiled!

But I also wanted to blog about what God did for me today on Mother's Day weekend. Tonight at church after the first song a special guest worship leader took over. RITA SPRINGER!!! Now let me tell you why this was my special Mother's Day gift from God. My first born, my gorgeous blue eyed boy, Camden was conceived and born while Blake and I were attending Christ for the Nations. From the start (and I mean five days after I found out I was pregnant!) this little boy has been a challenge. Nothing has worked on my pride, lack of patience, selfishness, anger management, and critical nature like my ball of curious energy and very talkative male child! When I was about 20 something weeks pregnant with him, Rita Springer came to the school to lead worship for chapel. Never had I felt such anointing flowing from a worship leader. The presence of God was thick - you know like when you don't know if you should sing with all your heart and throw your hands in the air or fall on your face in complete and reverent silence. As I listened to her and just allowed myself to feel God, I heard him speak to my heart and tell me to place my hands on myself and pray for that same anointing that was on Rita Springer. I said to the Lord, "Did I hear that right - I don't feel led nor am I gifted at leading worship?" I felt God say, "This is not for you. Its for your son." So I placed my hands on my belly and prayed with all of my heart that my son would receive an anointing from God - an anointing comparable to Rita Springer's. For the rest of the pregnancy I listened to my Rita Springer CD over and over and over. I would sit in the rocking chair in his nursery with my hands on my belly listening to Rita Springer and praying over my son. Having a son like Camden is beyond anything I could imagine. It is such a roller coaster. He keeps me on my toes every minute. Sometimes I think he and I were put in the same family to learn how to be warriors in battle. I've said before he has the parts of Blake that drive me crazy and the parts of myself that drive me crazy. However, just this past week, the Lord totally got in my face about my relationship with Camden. He just held a mirror up to my face - and said - "What are you doing???" You've become a grouch teacher/disciplinarian - where did Camden's mommy go? I was so upset with what I saw and pleaded with God to forgive me and help me to change. And then today..... when Rita Springer got up on that stage.... I remembered Camden is not just the biggest challenge in my life. He is anointed by God and was placed in my womb and in my life because God wanted to use me to help fulfill His incredible plan for His child. Camden belongs to the Lord. I am just his Mommy here on earth whose job is to love him and train him and pray for him, and to teach him about the love of the Lord. I suddenly saw myself and my little boy in the big picture, and I was brought to tears. Tears of gratitude that God chose me to raise this little boy and to love him. As I walked around our neighborhood tonight, I just meditated on how God is such a loving Father. He disciplined me and then he gave me a gift - a gift of love that said, "You ARE good enough - I chose you and its not too late to start over, I forgive you and I WILL pour grace out on you because I love you.