A SARINE THOUGHT… OR TWO COLUMN BY EMI LY SARINE
AMother of a Tale
photo by Matt Cornelius
T here once was a young girl in a small east Texas town who dreamed of settling down, getting married, having children, keeping a clean house and making three square meals a day for her family. She would whip up homemade organic granola for her 3.2 children and stud of a husband before moving the refrigerator to sweep behind it and scrub the baseboards of her pristine home. What a gal she was going to grow up to be! I don’t know this girl personally, but I’m sure she is out there somewhere! Growing up in Sulphur Springs, Texas, this was not what I had in mind for my future, and you can be sure my family has never seen me move a fridge to clean behind it! Babysitting did not appeal to me, and kids in general weren’t really my jam. I spent most of my time as a teenager reading, studying, cheerleading, hanging out with friends and working at a local business to earn some extra money. Motherhood just was not a dream of mine. In fact, I really wanted to go to college, then head to law school and become a trial attorney. I grew up watching “L.A. Law” and was fascinated by the research, arguments and closing soliloquies each week. I just knew I was destined to dominate a courtroom with my affinity for arguing my side of the story, regardless of whether the argument was actually correct. I was going to prosecute the bad guys, defend the good guys and look like a rock star in my power suit getting it done! But God had other plans…
Once I got to college and began studying, my desire for a BA in Marketing was paling in comparison to my desire for an MRS in Ross Sarine. I fell hard for that boy and would go anywhere he wanted to go once we finished school and got married. But even when being a wife became my dream of highest priority, motherhood still wasn’t on my list of top ten dreams. Honestly, motherhood was not even among my top one hundred, so when Ross let me know he really wanted children, I knew I had some praying to do. We had been married about three years, and I had still not come down with baby fever. I knew Ross wanted to be a dad, and he would be REALLY good at it. I also knew, since he married me, I was his vehicle of choice for getting to his daddy destination. So, I prayed. I got really honest with Jesus and just shot Him straight. I told Him I didn’t want to have a baby, but I knew Ross did, so I asked that He please help me want one too. Let me tell y’all something. You better be careful what you pray for, because you just might get it! A few weeks later, I began to notice how cute baby clothes were, to get weepy at Hallmark card commercials of mothers and their children, and to really have a change of heart on the idea of adding another personality to the Sarine mix. To put it mildly, I wanted a baby, and I wanted one ASAP. It was a complete 180-degree turn from where I had started. Needless to say, not only did the Lord provide me with the desire for a child, but He also had the exact one in mind to put into my care.
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