There is a birthday celebration happening in our home soon. Baby Joy turns 2 years old next week, but she’s not a baby anymore.
Are you kidding me?! Two? There is no way that two years have passed me by already.
It seems as though we were just announcing to everyone that we were expecting, and here we are getting ready to celebrate her second birthday.
I can’t ever remember praying harder or longer or more frequent as I have these past two years. I’m consistently reminding Jesus — like He needs to be reminded — that I can’t be the mom she needs without His help.
I was reminiscing about her little life the other night. You know, thinking about how small she was, and how she was so dependent on mine and Kevin’s help. She couldn’t do anything without us.
Well, that didn’t last long. She started sitting up on her own, and then crawling, and I honestly don’t think she ever just walked. I think when those feet hit the ground, she just started running all over the place. And I can’t stop her, either.
I can’t stop her from getting older, and growing up. I can’t stop her from falling down and getting hurt every time. I can’t stop future pains and heartaches of this world, and hurts often caused by people we know. I can’t stop any of it.
I want her to be small again, but she’s got a job to do. After all, Jesus sent her to this earth for a reason. He has plans for her. What they are, I’m not sure, but I think it might have a little something to do with her name.
She’s got a lot to live up to, you know, her name being Joy and all. I have to tell you though, so far, she’s done a fantastic job living up to the name.
Even before marriage, I knew there was a strong distinction between the words happy and joy. Happy seems temporary. But joy, it just feels eternal. Jesus brings joy, He is joy — He is eternal.
Joy’s grandfather, George Wells, said to me on the phone the other day that he thinks Joy was put on this earth for a special reason. I couldn’t agree with him more.
But that’s the thing: Jesus has put all of us on this earth for a special reason and purpose. I’m sad that not everyone knows that or even understands that.
I can only pray that Joy understands how blessed she is to be loved by so many. I can only pray that she grows up understanding that life could always be different, but that Jesus chose to give Joy a family that loves her more than any of us could ever explain.
That is the way it is with God and us. He loves us more than we can understand. He loved us so much that He sent Jesus to die for us. And yet, we still don’t always understand His love for us either. Its a good thing it doesn’t always matter if we understand it all or not, He loves us through it all.
I pray that Joy understands God’s love for her early in her life. I love this Scripture, one that I’ve come to find peace in “For this child I prayed, and the Lord answered my prayer” (1 Samuel 1:27).
So for now, Kevin and I will do all we can to help her understand that so many love her. But none of us can do for her what Jesus has already done for her.
She’s independent, smart and makes me laugh out loud. She dances like nobody’s business and she also already seems to understand when people need extra love and attention. I’ve seen her smile at people who, by the hurt in their eyes, I knew needed a little blue-eyed girl to smile at them.
Yes, Jesus made that little girl with a specific plan and purpose, and I’m so glad I get to be her mommy.
She’s turning 2 years old. Are you kidding me?!
Happy Birthday, Baby Joy. You’ll always be mommy and daddy’s baby — no matter your age.
Julie Wells is the editorial assistant in the newsroom at the Rockdale Citizen. She can be reached at email@example.com.