I packed up a box of Caleb’s baby clothes that don’t fit anymore today. They are going to a friend of a friend who will be having a boy soon. When Josiah saw me he asked “What is that?” I told him we were giving away the baby clothes because we weren’t going to have any more babies. I actually said “no more babies in the Sanchez house.” He got a worried look on his face and pointed to Caleb and said, “Yes! We want baby!” I think he thought we would be packing Caleb up in the box to.
But it’s true. No more babies for us. Now if someone could just tell my subconscious that. I keep dreaming that I’m pregnant. That I have that beautiful rounded tummy again. That I have that pregnancy glow. I’m fighting against the desire to have that glow. It tells the world there’s something brewing inside me. It’s a sign of new life. Of purpose. Of a God given destiny.
Moses had that kind of a glow. His was from words and truth God was birthing to his people through him. His was from spending time in the presence of his Maker. From seeing and conversing with the Lover of his Soul. It was so strong that the people couldn’t see past the glow to see the person. Now THAT”S the kind of glow I really want! One that comes from God and comes with the promise that He is and will continue to use me for his purposes.
I want that glow.
When Moses came down from Mount Sinai carrying the two Tablets of The Testimony, he didn’t know that the skin of his face glowed because he had been speaking with God