Being a Christian fills me with the knowledge that there is always hope. That I am a small, intricate part of a world that is bigger than I can imagine, and that as small as I may be, I am an important part of that world.
My mother wrote a letter to her father before I was even born telling him that I was “God’s Special Child”. Over the years, she’s reminded me that she has always felt I was “God’s Special Child”. Boy, was that a big order, pretty big shoes to fill. And so many times in my life I’ve chuckled as I’ve prayed and said, “Ok God, any time now…I’m waiting…what’s the ‘special child’ thing going to be?”
I’ll have to admit, I’ve always hoped for the “shazaam” moment. The moment that I know…this is why I’m here. This is the “special child” reason I am here. And, well…as far as I can see, it hasn’t happened. At least not with the fireworks I’d like to see. The burning bush, the sea parting…nope, not quite that special.
But then I think that maybe, one small kindness I’ve done, one small hurt I’ve let go, one small prayer I’ve said, one small nudge I’ve followed…maybe, one of these is my “special” moment. Maybe each of us has a “special child” moment, that only God is big enough to see. That he looks over His world, His plan and he says to Himself….”she is my special child”.
I believe He says those words for each of us. That we are each precious in His sight. My prayer for 2012 is that I listen for His “still small voice”, that I always seek Him first, that I follow Him with all of my heart, and that I share the love that He has given me.
Praying for each of you as you begin a new year, with new hope, and a new heart knowing you are “God’s Special Child”.