Thursday, February 12, 2009

A Dream Come True

This is an account of my efforts to put into action what I learn while reading the Bible, an account of my journey to become closer to God.

This story, taken from my book “Mom’s Little Angel” which was released on Tuesday, is called A Dream Come True and is found on page 141:

One morning Felicia and her husband sat at the breakfast table, out of ideas and money and physically and emotionally exhausted. Seven years of trying to conceive a child had passed, they could no longer keep holding onto their dream. Parenthood was beyond their reach, they reluctantly admitted to one another. Felicia cried, realizing she would never walk her own child to school.

Felicia became hopelessly inconsolable, alternating between sadness and anger and wondering why her prayers had not been answered. She eventually went back to college to finish the degree that had been put on hold while saving their money to try and have a baby. She needed something to distract her mind from her disappointment.

Six months later, Felicia woke up not feeling very well. Hoping it might be just a short-lived bug, she went about her morning as usual and then reported to work. As the day wore on, however, she began to feel worse and worse. Growing concerned and not wanting to make her husband sick too, she called the doctor and scheduled an appointment later in the afternoon.

The doctor checked her over and found nothing, but drew some blood just to be on the safe side. Felicia went home feeling no better and settled onto the couch for some rest. Sometime later, the phone rang and stirred her from her nap. “Hello,” she answered.

”You, my dear,” her doctor said, “are pregnant!”

In January of the following year, a blue eyed child with ten fingers and toes was delivered to the loving, and almost still disbelieving, mom and dad. Felicia held her newborn daughter against her heart and thought of all the things she had once hoped to do with a child but had stuffed away in a box of abandoned dreams. She smiled. Now her dream of walking her child to school each morning would come true.

Five years passed and on a beautiful morning mother and daughter walked hand in hand down the sidewalk, both with brown pigtails bouncing in the warm autumn air after each happy step. Tonya’s little pink backpack was loaded with pencils, crayons and paper, her shoes were tied tight, and she was convinced she wore the prettiest outfit anyone had ever worn to their first day of school.

Tonya looked up at her mom and giggled and beamed with excitement. They had been talking about this special day for weeks.

Felicia smiled back at her beloved daughter, squeezed her hand and said a quiet prayer of thanks for the blessing of being given such a precious child. She hadn’t just been dreaming about this day for weeks. She’d been dreaming of it for years.

P.S.: A sweet post script to this story is that Felicia was blessed twice more. Like I said on Monday, God works mysteriously at times, but his work is always good.

Well, I guess that’s enough for today. Thanks so much for visiting my blog, and please pray for me and my family. Now go out and hug somebody!

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