Tomorrow, we celebrate motherhood. All across our nation, people will take time out of their busy schedules to recognized the sacrifice their mothers made in giving them life and in raising them. A common denominator across people is that everyone has, or had, a mother. Someone gave life to each of us.
When my husband and I decided that we ready to have children, we waiting anxiously each month for the first signs that we had conceived a baby. It took a few months, and we were disappointed in each of those months when it became evident that I was not pregnant. Our hearts soared with joy when a pregnancy test confirmed that a baby was on the way.
Like many expectant parents, we began immediately to consider possible names for our newly-conceived child. We went shopping for baby furniture and paraphernalia, decorated the nursery, and childproofed our home. But the first thing we did was call our parents to announce that a new family member was on the way. “We are having a baby,” we exclaimed with great joy.
As great as our joy was, however, it dimmed in comparison to God’s joy at the creation of a new life. God knew about our child that moment he was conceived, and God already had a plan for his life. Psalm 139: 13 – 16 tells us,
“For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.
My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.”
God knew our child upon the moment of conception. God knew him, and God had a plan for his life. Ephesians 2:10 says, “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” My child, and every child, was born with a God-designed destiny in mind. My job and my husband’s job, as our child’s parents, was to raise him up to fulfill God’s plan for his life.
In recent years, technology has advanced to where scientists can detect the creation of new life the instant a sperm penetrates an egg. At the exact moment, a zygote is formed. The zygote is a new organism with a combination of the DNA of the two gametes (sperm and egg) that created it. That DNA contains all the genetic material form the new child. A new life is created in the moment of conception.
Another technological advance has allowed scientists to detect the emission of zinc sparks when new life is created. In his book Whisper, author Mark Batterson describes this event, “At the exact moment a sperm penetrates an egg, the egg releases billions of zinc atoms that emit light. Sparks fly, literally!” (Mark Batterson, Whisper, Page 20, Multnomah Press)
I like to think of these zinc sparks as fireworks that God is shooting off to celebrate the creation of a new life. The joy that Steve and I felt at the realization that we were going to be parents was akin to the explosion of fireworks. I hope that your parents felt that same ecstasy upon learning of your impending arrival as part of their family. Every life should be celebrated as a gift from God.
If you are a mother, I pray that your children recognize the love, time, and energy you have poured into their lives and that they celebrate you tomorrow. I also pray that you recognize the wonderful joy and privilege of conceiving, birthing, and raising a child. Every child is a blessing, and every child has a divine purpose for his or her life. As a mother, I pray regularly that my children and grandchildren will allow the Lord to reveal to them to His plan and that they will follow it. There is no greater joy in life than to be on the path that God has chosen for us.