Wednesday, 31 October 2007

Just a Treat

30 years ago today I missed Halloween. I had the candy ready to hand out and we had pumpkins carved but our first daughter Kirsten, decided to be born and everything was forgotten.

I was thinking about that day and realized that her birth had been the catalyst of so much of what my life is now. I never much liked kids while growing up. Baby-sitting for me was purely a money making activity but not anything I really enjoyed. When my husband asked me to marry him I said "yes" with the caveat that he didn't expect me to have any children. Four years later on Halloween they placed Kirsten in my arms. I don't know any other single time in my life that I felt such complete joy! From that moment to this day, God has placed a love for children in me that I can't explain.
Kirsten has opened my heart more each day of her life. Even now I see her now giving up things that I don't know if I could, to go on the mission field in Africa.

Today is Halloween and we can't be with her and her family to celebrate....and I know she would about LOVE this cool fall weather right now! (What's it like 102 in Chad today?)
Happy Birthday Kirsten Jan and thank you for being my pumpkin.

5 comments:

Emily said...

I thought for a moment that the baby in your arms was your grandbaby. They look alike, no?

And your daughter and I could be twins. (If I had been bore 30 years ago....I have 3 years on her)

Great-Granny Grandma said...

Isn't it amazing what the Lord can do.

jewlsntexas said...

This was precious. I can't imagine you not liking kids!
Kendra really changed my life too!
Those firstborn daughters are something special aren't they?
So are the others - it is just so different with each.

Halfmoon Girl said...

Beautiful picture! What a lovely post. Hope your daughter can read your blog way over there in Africa!

jblieu said...

Great picture. Funny how much Scarlett looks like Kirsten and Elijah looks like Kara.
I am back - so give me a call and we can go to Costco and search out the 200 pack of TP.