Today is Sybil's birthday. My husband said (after the experience of labor and birth) that birthday's should be for the mothers, not the children. I think he is onto something...
As I reflect back on Sybil's birth story, I am blown away at how she has grown out of so many things and into so many other things in just a short 12 months. The process of human maturation is truly a miracle from birth to death. My sweet child went from a helpless seven pound infant to a crawling, walking, talking little human in the blink of an eye it seemed.
I don't even know what to say about this past year, aside from the fact that it has been amazing. Having and raising a child is one of the greatest gifts of life. Today, as I decorate the house, make cupcakes, and invite family over to celebrate, I reflect on the gift of life. Not only physical life, but spiritual life. If my child grows and becomes great in all things in this physical life, but does not know Jesus, she has accomplished nothing. And so, today, on Sybil's first birthday, what I want most for her is rebirth. I pray Jesus would be working in her small heart that she would come to know her Creator and be born again. Even though she is still such a small human and has yet to fully understand, I still pray. I beg God to save her and use her for His glory. And I will pray this every day until he saves her.
Happy birthday, sweet Sybil. You bring me and your papa so much joy and we are so thankful for you. Be filled with peace and joy and grow in the knowledge and grace of your Creator. Know Him and love Him, sweet one. Life is death without Him. He is the way, the truth, and the life.
