mom life | dear teen mom, you were chosen.

Dear Teen Mom,

You are scared. Terrified. This wasn’t supposed to happen. What are your friends going to think, your family, your teachers. Why you. You aren’t old enough to be a mom. You don’t know the first thing about raising a child. How are you going to do this. You can’t do this.

Sweet child, you can do this. I know because I did. You were chosen. By a God who is writing your story. A story of courage, of strength, of redemption. This child is a gift. Sent to change your life. For the better.

It won’t be easy. Nothing worth it ever is. It’s going to be hard. Very hard. You have two choices—put yourself first, or put your child first. I beg of you, pick the latter. Work three jobs, find a tiny apartment big enough for the two of you. That first home, will hold a special place in both of your hearts forever. Rock your tiny baby to sleep longer than you should. Sing Amazing Grace to the precious bundle in your arms, and listen to the words. Because grace is what will get you through the hardest of times.

Pray. Even if you don’t have the words. Your tears, those are prayers too. He hears them. And he’s preparing a life for you and your baby that is more than you could ever dream.

Those two pink lines, it is not the end.

It is the beginning. Of a different course. It’s not what you or your mom planned for you, but you can walk this path with bravery, with love, with grace. So that one day when you see that too young girl with a belly, you’ll look at her with love, not judgement. You’ll know, she was also chosen. And you’ll pray that she will soon see the good that God is working from this chapter of her story.

Because it is just a chapter. A small chapter. It is not the whole story. There are so many more pages left to be written. Wonderful, beautiful moments, and lessons will come after this. Be patient, and trust in the Author. He knows what he is doing.

One day He is going to complete your family. But precious girl please wait. There is a man that has enough room in his heart for you and your child, and God will send him your way when the time is right. When you start to feel lonely, when you desperately want someone to love and love you, look down at your belly, the love you are looking for is inside. Or look down in your arms, at your sleeping baby, it’s there also. Real love. The kind of love that doesn’t happen by accident. You were chosen to get to experience this love sooner than most. Cherish it. So that when you are ready, you will know what real love is, and you won’t settle for anything less.

One day you will walk down the aisle to a man who loves you as much as he loves your child, and you’ll know without a shadow of a doubt, that you were chosen for this moment, for this life. To be a mother, and to be a wife.

And 12 years from now, you’ll lay down next to your almost teenager, and you’ll think, we made it.

And you’ll look back and know, that if you could do it all over again, you would choose this life just like it chose you.

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