Blessed

You may ask me if I believe in God,
I say yes because He answered my prayers.
Just tonight, I witnessed the sensitivity
Of my boy, the boy who was rescued by
The prompting of God's Helper...His Spirit.
Out of the blue, my boy thanked God for his
Family; his number one joy in life. And each
Day this boy surprises me with his brilliance,
Sensitivity and extroverted personality.
Why am I surprised when these are the very
Qualities that I spoke over him before he
Was born? I would have to say that my God
Has given me a boy 'beyond that I could
Have asked or imagined.' I am humbled to be
This child's mother. I am grateful for the
Support system we have been provided with.
And I am amazed at the lessons which I have
Learned from 'the mouth of this babe.' I am
By no means a perfect mother; perhaps I was
Not meant to be a parent. Yet, my God has
Shown His grace and gifted me with a child I
Did not deserve. My heart is continually filled
With love everytime I look upon my boy's face.
Is this the way God feels when He looks at us?
Does He continually sing our praises and brag
About our accomplishments? I'd like to think
So. Not because of what we've done, but simply
Who we are: His children. Regardless, I cannot
Deny that I have been undeservedly blessed; a gift
Of favor that constantly amazes me.