Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

 ~James 1:17

 

The year was 1967. The nurse handed my firstborn son to me, and I quickly peeled the blanket back to see if all fingers and toes were there. They were. That was the best day of my life.

After more than thirty hours of labor and a forceps-assisted birth, I held this boy child in my arms and looked at him with wonder. I didn’t see the indentations the forceps made on top of his head and face. Instead, I saw a beautiful baby boy and wondered how I would live up to my responsibility as a new mother.

In 1971, I found myself in another hospital, staring into the face of another newborn son. I quickly peeled the blanket back and checked to see if all fingers and toes were present. They were. After a mere fifteen hours of labor, I held another boy child in my arms, and I looked at him with wonder. He was beautiful and looked a lot like one of my brothers. Four years had passed since I took a newborn home and prepared formula, changed diapers, and stayed awake much of the night. I would have to learn all over. That was the best day of my life, again.

In 2000, I sat on the front pew of our church and saw my younger son stare down the aisle as his beautiful bride approached the altar. His love for her shone in his eyes, and I thanked God for the daughter He was giving me. I looked at her and was overwhelmed with love as I thought how easy it would be to love this beautiful woman. I also knew I had been handed a big responsibility. That was the best day of my life, again.

In 2014, I sat in the same hospital where my younger son was born, holding my newborn grandson. Wonder and awe overwhelmed me when I looked into the face of this beautiful child. As I thanked God for His gift, waves of love washed over me. Again, that was the best day of my life.

In July 2022, I rejoiced when I heard the judge declare he was approving my son and daughter-in-law’s adoption of a beautiful five-year-old girl. On that day, she became my granddaughter. That was the best day of my life, again.

Today, as I think about my three children and my grandchildren, I realize how blessed I am. Great is God’s faithfulness. Today is the best day of my life as I think of how Abba Father continues to pour out His blessings on me and my family. I am so grateful.

When I meet my Jesus face to face, I will declare that day as the best day of my life. And it will be.

Can you think of times when you have been so overwhelmed with joy that you couldn’t help but exclaim, “This is the best day of my life?”

Abba Father, I am so grateful to you for my beautiful family. I’m so overwhelmed by Your love, mercy, and grace. Show me how to extend Your love, mercy, and grace to those you continue to place in my life. In Jesus’s name, amen.

Genre: Non-fiction

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