Dimpled Smiles: Happy Mothers' Day Sarah

Happy mother’s day Sarah

They had just arrived in their new city, her master and their nephew Lot,

Quite tired from the long journey, but thrilled by the great promise echoed to them,

Probably the two men familiarizing themselves with the new grounds,

Maybe as she prepared some traditional porridge for them; flashbacks of past events,

Probably giggling to herself and thinking of how her master had tricked Pharaoh’s officials,

True to Abram’s word, she really is beautiful even at 80 years of age,

But the reality of their situation still glaring,

Her womb isn’t right, and her master now an old man clocking his 90’s,

For sure time isn’t waiting for anyone including them,

Do you realize that every time she sees a child it bothers her?

Even in her master’s wealth, goats, camels and donkeys; she is not at peace,

She desires a baby; a fruit of her womb,

Her skin is falling apart; drawing a clear picture of her age and struggles,

The society has judged her; they now call her the barren woman in town,

And she so strongly believes them,

In fact, she’s convinced that Hagar can take her position as the home maker,

Frustration and misery protruding from her long face,

She doesn’t care anymore; not about their matrimonial bed or the shadows of their vows,

But even then; sparks of once uttered promise still flaring around,

From Abram to Abraham; the father of Nations,

From Sarai to Sarah; nations to nations would call her blessed,

The world needs to know that she is not barren; in fact she was never barren from the beginning,

Because her situation doesn’t define her; a seed of greatness resides inside her since the very beginning,

For when God changes your name he bestows on you a new purpose,

His timing is always perfect, not a minute earlier nor a minute late,

It doesn’t matter how long he takes, he finally shows up just at the right time,

And so, believe him not because you need a son; believe him because he is God and he can do it even without you asking,

Sarah; your womb isn’t a waste of flesh,

It’s a fertile ground too significant to be ignored,

A great destiny is about to be achieved through you, for with God all things are possible,

Sarah; fill your house with toys, baby cloths and paint your house walls with bright baby colours,

Imagine kicks of a young life inside your womb, smile big as you wait for your bundles of joy,

Get some delivery kits if need be,

Start visualizing what you imagined some decades back- being a mother,

And if I won’t be around to receive these bundles with you, I wish you well in advance,

Happy mother’s day Sarah.

Mwende.

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