When one becomes a parent, everything changes.
When I became a mother, I was suddenly awake in a new way, body, mind, and spirit.
I realized my own selfishness. And I immediately understood the ability to love another person with an inexplicably constant love. I felt fear, that the tiny and eternal being I was holding would be devoured by the cruel world. And I found myself overwhelmed by the gambling trust of God to give me something so precious, fragile, and beautiful. I started to think about what He must really be like, to do such a thing. Words like hopeful and generous and romantic came to mind.
I understood something else too. Something deep and mysterious and always a little elusive to my heart, until I held a warm, soft, innocent little person who began inside my own body.
I started to see what God did for us. When He sent His son, freely, unconditionally, extravagantly. I began to realize what kind of massive sacrifice that was.
For a parent.