Most all of my money had been stolen…and as a single mom, it crushed me. My son’s birthday was quickly approaching and I had nothing I could give him. This son who had taught me that God would give me the very best to raise. I had learned so much and I had nothing to give him.
But for his birthday…his very first birthday…I found a cheap little drum set and I paced around it and as I weighed the options of one more week of peas and potatos…I placed it in my cart with the heart of a momma wanting more for her son, then where we currently were…Oh so much more.
He got other toys that birthday … but that little blue drum set sat in our little living room…and I never minded if he pounded away… I knew he could feel it too… that heartbeat of God’s which beats for us.
So when they asked him to play on Sunday.. I knew I would have to hide deep behind my camera. No one there on that morning knew the story of a single mom who ate peas and potatoes to buy a little blue drum set for her son’s first birthday.
It has been redeemed.
My momma heart stood in a crowd of people and I tried to cram it back in my body but I am sure if you would have looked at me you would have seen it.
To imagine the distance we have traveled…. and now in a room full of people, all of them being led in worship by my son and my husband.