Being a Mum comes from the heart not the womb…..

Today I would like to share the Joy I have had in being Mrs Anne,  Aunty Anne, Grannie Annie and Anne to many Children of all ages over the years.

Tomorrow is Mothers Day in Aussie Land and I thought you might be blessed to hear about God’s gifts of Love to me through the Children He has brought into my life.

My first long time job was in an Orphanage as a Children’s Carer and after training I became  their Pre – School Teacher too.  I lived in for 4 years and cared for 27 girls all ages and also 7 boys under 5 but mostly I was with the girls.

These Children were from Dysfunctional homes and Child cruelty was very much a part of their lives, having experienced this  myself (see link below) I understood their pain, so in the years I looked after them, I  showed them much Love, compassion and  gentleness but I did discipline them with time out when needed. We had lots of fun and although young myself  I became their Mum and received many hugs and kisses and lots of  cards and little gifts they made  at School and in craft time,  they often gave them to me and not just on Special days.

Childhood – https://freedomborn.wordpress.com/2011/09/27/the-early-years-a-little-lost-girl/

There was one little  3 year old girl who had been so badly abused that she could not talk and often would wake up crying, many times I would either nurse her to sleep or let her sleep with me until she calmed down. One morning she woke me up and said Mummy I Love you, Wow her first words were for me, she had no doubt heard the older children tell me this, yes I cried with Joy and her words are very much imbedded in my heart.

I left the Orphanage with the encouragement of the Matron to further my Career and for a short time before I married I became a Governess, I Loved the Children I cared for especially the 1 year old little girl, we had many walks and as I wheeled her in the stroller I use to sing to her and she use to giggle with joy.

After I Married my life was very traumatic with much suffering, below is a Poem I wrote about my 7 Babies who died at Birth or during gestation, it was not my intention to write this Poem, I wanted to write a Mothers Day poem for all the caring Mums I knew but I wrote this one instead, it just flowed like my other Poetry at the time and with much of my writing since than.

Over the years I have had the joy of sharing the lives of some of my friends Children, Organizing and running Play groups , caring for children in Creches, teaching Sunday School  and with Ron being part of an Organization called Aunties and Uncles, for years we cared for Children from one Parent families, whose Mothers needed a break and the Children needed a Holiday.  I taught for many years Scripture and R.E  and have had Funday Schools in my home. I have also cared for mentally challenged Children, they are very special.

Yes God has filled my empty arms and has given me many Children to Love, which has brought me great Joy, He did indeed make this barren woman rejoice with Thankfulness.

Before I close I would just like to share just a few things that has happened recently and last year.  One of my friends in Sydney came to visit me and we went out for lunch,  because of events of last year I hadn’t received any cards from Children for Mothers day and I was feeling a bit sad about this  but as we were talking  a young girl who I didn’t know came over and gave me one she had been coloring in … why… Jesus knew my heart desire.

On Thursday Alissa who I have shared about with you visited me and brought me a beautiful card from the Children in her Nepal  Orphanage,  it was to Grannie Annie with a big heart on it and kisses, some of the Children said they Loved me and the others who couldn’t write English, just wrote  hugs and kisses but lots of them… God is so good!

Today one of the older girls that live in my street gave  me a Mothers day card and a bracelet she had made out of colored rubbers, after much pleading she let me open the card today,  she had written  in the card  …….

Dear Anne, Happy Mothers Day … Today I celebrate you and all the ways you’ve touched my life, even though your not my Mum your truly a nice person…

Wow what can I say but how very blessed I am.

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Jesus Holds My Babies

I never held my Babies in a warm and Loving embrace or watched with
wonder the joy that brightened their face,

I never saw their smiles or held them in my arms or was I

ever enraptured by all their Childlike charms.

Although my dreams were many and I longed to hold them close the joy
of their Childhood I never was to know.

Part of me was taken the day they laid them to rest and yet in my heart
I knew it was for the best.

All the pain and anguish I had within my soul needed to be healed before
I could be whole.

They are my precious ones and will always be in my heart and
my Love for them will never ever depart.

Do I understand God’s purposes in this life I may never know
but I trust and believe His promise that with Him only
His Love will be shown.

For deep within my heart I know without a doubt that my Children
are in Heaven that’s what grace is all about.

God knew from the beginning that their life on earth was short,
He holds them in His arms and His joy they have
always known, calling them by name they are a part of
His eternal home for He knew them in His heart
right from the very start.

My Heavenly Father knows my pain and He listens to my cry and
with deep Compassion He wipes the tears from my eyes.

He fills my heart with wonder holding me close in His arms and nothing
can compare not the world and all it’s charms.

He understands my needs for He sees within my soul and so other
Children’s arms He gives to ease the pain and His Love
is not restrained as He makes me whole again.

Knowing Joy that only a mother’s Love can feel for the wonder
of His Children the Lord gives to help us heal.

We are God’s Children and are fully known sharing our happiness,
turmoil and pain but we no longer bear any shame,

As we walk together His way we have come to know putting our Trust
in Christ Jesus His Hope and Joy will show.

Often I wonder how it would have been if I had known my Children
as they fulfilled their dreams.

Did I need the Compassion that not sharing with them would bring,
does this thorn I have give Love within my heart for all of God’s Children
who are being torn apart.

This is something I may never understand but God holds me by
my hand giving His Joy that only His Love can impart
deep in my heart.

I will never hold the Children that I carried under my breast not until
in Heaven I reach my Eternal rest,

But God’s grace was shown and my life has been greatly blessed.

So thank you all for being a part of the wonder and Joy in my heart,

For even in the hard times when in pain I shed a tear I know that in Jesus arms He will take away my fear and by giving you His compassion and
His Love He draws me near.