Living On The Edge

Eighteen years ago on this day, my daughter, Christa, was born. It is so hard to believe that her childhood is coming to an end and she is emerging into womanhood.

Today as I celebrate her birth and life, my mind is flooded with memories. I can vividly remember the day she was born. I especially remember the day I brought her home to begin my new life as a mother. I was so overwhelmed with emotion and the awesome responsibility that lay ahead of me. I began to pray for God's help. The memory of  me weeping and praying will be forever etched in my mind. I prayed... Dear Lord, You have given me this child. I know I cannot do this alone. So today I am giving her back to You. She is Yours. I am trusting You with her life. Amen.

I could have never dreamed or imagined that day I prayed- what an amazing young woman that Christa would grow into. She is a gift from God. There is no other like her. I have never known another 18 year old with as pure a heart as she has. The only one I can imagine her being like is Mary, the mother of Jesus. There is such an innocence and trust about Christa that reminds me of Mary. Surely, God has big plans for her life!

This evening, just before dusk, I was making the icing for Christa's birthday cake. I looked out the window and saw the most beautiful, big snowflakes I have seen in years. It was magical. The snow was falling so delicately and quickly making a beautiful white blanket over our yard. This scene was drawing my attention and making it hard to stay focused on the cake.

There was a sweet spirit in the room and tears began to flow from my eyes. I suddenly could see that the snowflakes were a magnificent picture of Christa's life during the past 18 years. As I watched the snowflakes fall, I could see how they were symbolic of all the countless blessings that Christa has brought into my life. There were probably billions of snowflakes. Each one represented to me an individual gift that has come as a result of Christa's life. Then I focused on the white blanket of snow accumulating on the ground. This was so obviously a symbol of Christa's heart and her purity.

I was overcome with joy for this beautiful picture! I walked outside and my neighbor hollered from across the street- " The snow is for Christa's birthday!" I knew this was a confirmation that God had sent Snowflakes From Heaven as a gift in honor of my daughter's 18th birthday. From now on, every time it snows - I will think of Christa and thank God for her life!

 
Psalm 127 :3- " Children are a GIFT from God, they are his reward."

 Happy 18th Birthday,  Christa!

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