The Mighty Call of a Mother

Many of you know that the first trimester of my pregnancy was one of the greatest physical (and spiritual) challenges of my life. Looking back, I know that it was all a direct attack of the Enemy to steal joy, health, strength, and life from both myself and baby Blue. 

Well, what Satan has intended for harm, God has (and continues to) make into something powerful and beautiful! The devil has messed with the wrong Momma! The poem below pretty much sums it up. For all you mama's and future mama's out there... be encouraged and take heart! Your calling is one-of-a-kind!

"My willingness to carry life is a revenge, the antidote, the great rebuttal of every murder, every abortion, and every genocide.

I sustain humanity. Deep inside of me life grows.

I am death’s opposition.

I have pushed back the hand of darkness today. I have caused there to be a weakening tremor among the ranks of those set on earth’s destruction. 

Today, a vibration that calls angels to attention echoed throughout time. Our laughter threatened hell today.

I dine with the great’s of God’s Army. I made their meals, I tied their shoes. Today, I walked with greatness, and when they were tired, I carried them. I have poured myself out for the cause today.

It’s finally quiet, but life stirs inside of me. Gaining strength, the pulse of life sends a constant reminder to both good and evil that I have yielded myself to heaven and now carry its dream. 

No angel has ever had such a privilege, nor any man. I am humbled by the honor. I am great with destiny.

I birth the freedom fighters. In the great War, I am the leader of the underground resistance.

I smile at the disguise of my troops, surrounded by a host of warriors, destiny swirling, invisible yet tangible, and the anointing to alter history. 

Our footsteps make our land for conquest. 

We move undetected throughout the common places. 

Today, I was a barrier between evil and innocence. 
I was the gatekeeper watching over the hope of mankind, and no intruder trespassed.

There is not an hour of the day or night when I turn from my post.

The fierceness of my love is unmatched on the earth.

And because I smile instead of frown, the world will know the power of Grace.

Hope has feet. It will run to the corners of the earth because I stood up against destruction.

I am a woman. I am a mother. I am the keeper and sustainer of life here on earth.

Heaven stands in honor of my mission. No one else can carry my call.

I am the daughter of Eve, and Eve has been redeemed.

I am the opposition of death.

I am a WOMAN."

(from a weekend message at Bethel Church)