Note: This was originally supposed to be my Christmas day post, but things happened and it never got posted. That means the original intent may be gone, but hopefully it also means God will guide my words to be more meaningful for someone.
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28 (NIV)
All things work for the glory of God and those who love him. That’s right, all things. Not just the good times, not just the happy things, but all things. When the angel Gabriel came to Mary, she was told that she would have a baby, he would be called Jesus, he would be king.
Behold the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world! John 1:29
However, did Mary know that her son would save the world? Did she know that he would walk on water, part the seas, feed the thousands, or be betrayed? Did she know that he would be ridiculed, mocked, and beaten? Did she know that in order to save us, Jesus would be hung on a cross between two thieves? Did she know that the baby boy she was holding in that stable, the face that she was kissing in that stable would bring the ultimate glory to God and His people? Did she know that he came to save her, save us, save the world, give us everlasting life in Heaven?
So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. 1 Corinthians 10:31
God has blessed me. God has given me the four most beautiful blessings I can imagine and I often wonder, “What have I done, God? What did I do to deserve these beautiful children? Why would you trust me, God? Me?” For whatever reason, God does trust me. He does trust that I, with my husband, am able to raise these beautiful children. I know that I fail miserably at raising them. I know that I am not the best mother, I know that I am not raising them the way that Jesus would raise them, but I do pray that I am raising these beautiful children in a way that will glorify God.
I have a very dear friend that has given me the phrase, “God never promised to keep us out of the fire, but he promised to be with us in the fire.” As I look at Gmail and the things that he goes through, the things that we go through raising him, I beg God to keep me out of the fire. I know, however, that no matter how hot the fire is, God is keeping me safe while I’m there. God is with me in the fire.
As we embark on the next part of our journey with him, I can’t help but think about Mary. I know that God has promised us that all things come together for the good of those that love Him. I know that the work we are doing to raise our children, particularly Gmail, will come together for God’s glory. I know that we are spreading God’s love, I know that we are, in some way helping someone else. However, I don’t know how. I don’t know what God’s purpose for Gmail is. I don’t know why my baby has to live such a tortured life. I don’t know why God has trusted me to be able to raise him the way that God would have me do. I don’t understand.
I think about Mary, did she know that she was kissing the face of the one who would save us all? Who am I kissing? What will my baby boy do? How will my baby boy glorify God? How will any of our children glorify God?
Would we do anything differently if we were raising the Savior of the world? Would we do anything different if we were raising the Son of God?
And when Esau lifted up his eyes and saw the women and children, he said, “Who are these with you?” Jacob said, “The children whom God has graciously given your servant.”
(Genesis 33:5 ESV)