You may be wondering about the title of this blog; I’ll explain later. First, let me put it all in context.
In an attempt to polish off my manuscript before I submit it to the publisher, I have been burning the midnight oil. Moments of peace and quiet are hard to come by since being housebound with two kids. I have learned that writing a book is a much more productive process when everyone is in bed.
School work, house work, book writing; there’s not much time to stop and smell the roses, so I have decided to take the day off to celebrate my son’s birthday today. No school work, no book writing and minimal housework. Just a day to do whatever we felt like. It’s not every day your son turns thirteen.
I am the mum of a teenager! I know you have heard this a million times before, but I just don’t know where the time went. Thirteen years ago, I was looking at a scrunched up little face, peeking at me with one eye as if he was not quite sure that I was up for the job yet. He was not the only one, I was wondering about that too.
Here we are, thirteen years later and I have kept him alive and happy, so we have both won. I am still just as in love with that little face, as if we were back in the Royal Preston Hospital on that Monday evening when he came bouncing into our world.
When my kids were little, I started this little tradition of doing a little video with my favourite pictures of them, showing how they have grown. I take a lot of pictures. A lot. I love taking pictures of them. They don’t love it so much, but it is one of my favourite things to do in life. I have thousands upon thousands of pictures, because I keep them all. Even the blurry ones.
They do complain when every time when I reach for my phone to take advantage of a photographic opportunity, but when it’s time for their birthday videos, they enjoy it as much as I do. Every now and again they will ask me if we can watch their birthday video together.
To keep up with this tradition, I made Aidan’s birthday video this morning, like I do every year. I have watched it over and over and over again. I can’t help myself. I have seen it so many times that the background music has now become a permanent soundtrack to every thought I have. I just delight myself in seeing them grow.
This evening, as everyone settled in for the night, I heard the gentle whisper of the Father saying: “I delight in seeing you grow, too, Meliza.” I had a picture of Him looking at His smartphone (what technology they have in Heaven!) watching my video. Photograph upon photograph. And I remembered these truths:
The Father has thousands upon thousands of thoughts about me.
Every single moment you are thinking of me!
How precious and wonderful to consider
that you cherish me constantly in your every thought!
O God, your desires toward me are more
than the grains of sand on every shore!
When I awake each morning, you’re still with me.
Psalm 139:17 TPT
The Father only has good thoughts about me.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.
Jeremiah 29:11 NKJV
For so many years I believed that the Father only tolerated me for the sake of Jesus, and the great sacrifice He made on the cross for me. That was such a wicked lie from the enemy. The truth is that the Father offered up His only Son, because He loved us.
The greatest revelation I have ever received is this: I am not a tolerated child. I am a celebrated child.
The Father delights in me, like I delight in my son. He lionises me. To lionise someone is to “assign great social importance to them” (The Free Dictionary). It is another word for celebrate. You see, I have already written a blog titled ‘Celebrated’, so I needed a synonym. I liked it. After all, I am from the tribe of the Lion of Judah.
Dear friend, I hope that you know how much the Father delights in you. His thoughts about you outnumber the sands on the shore and each one of them is good. He loves you. He celebrates you.
He lionises you!
Today, I hear the Father say: “Beautiful Child, the one in whom my heart delights. You are altogether wonderful. I continuously study every detail of your life. I delight to see you grow and mature into my very likeness. Thinking about you makes me smile. That is why I am always happy. You are always on my mind. Don’t you ever forget that you were my greatest prize. You are loved, and I am so proud of you.” ❤