Psalm 139:13 " ... you knit me together in my mother's womb."
It’s been 17 years, but I remember the difficulty of being a pregnant teenager just like it was yesterday.
I no longer could relate to my peers.
My sin and shame stuck out like a pregnant belly.
I was awkward everywhere I went.
People stared. People looked away. They judged.
There were moments I just wanted to disappear.
I had no idea how I would be a mother and take care of a baby. I was terrified to screw up an innocent baby’s life.
I believed my dreams and future were over.
I was scared and confused. I felt so alone.
No one ever told me I was okay, so I didn’t think I was.
I didn’t feel like I was allowed to be happy or excited that I was having a baby.
I didn’t feel like I was supposed to dream about my baby.
I didn’t feel like it was okay to love my baby.
I wish someone would have told me those things were okay, that in fact, they were good and they were great.
I wish someone would have told me that my baby was God’s precious girl and that even though I wasn’t ‘supposed to be’ having a baby at 17, she was supposed to be born. He planned for her. He had a vision and purpose for her.
He loved her and He loved me and we were okay.
She wasn’t a mistake and neither was I.
Psalm 139:13-16
“For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.”
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.”
God means for all His babies.
This made me cry. No one told me either. But we have done OK, haven’t we? I like to think so when times are hard.
Tell Sara I wish her the best of luck. If she needs anything, call me. I’ll be happy to help her in your place since you are so far away.
Posted by Maunette | May 18, 2011, 1:32 pmi talk to so many people, including young christians, that think it is really the womans choice to have, or not to have a baby. How do you make them see this is not so? that it was Gods choice for that baby to come about and who are we to play God and decide whether that baby lives or dies? Here is kudos to all those teenage girls who choose life! through all the trials and tribulations of being a teenage mom they said no, abortion is not an option! there are no accidents, yes, God means for all his babies!
Posted by dani | May 24, 2011, 10:29 am