In the midst of my troubles, You are there

I wrote this song today, which I will likely sing tonight at the celebration, but I have no idea what I should title it. Any ideas?

Six weeks of His goodness

God is so, so good.
Six weeks of His goodness in the form of a little baby I have enjoyed.  I have cherished her smiles, comforted her cries, changed her diapers, snuggled her to my breast.  And she is a reminder, as are all my children, that God gives wonderful gifts, and children are truly a reward.

Today is the Jubilee celebration.

If you live in the Houston area, we welcome you to come praise and worship with us this evening, thanking God for His mighty miracle- breathing life into our little Jub'ee!

Five weeks

My sweet Jubilee is *FIVE* weeks old.
Why does time fly so fast?
And how is it that I feel like she was born just yesterday
but, at the same time,
feel like she's been here forever?

I remember that moment, the moment she was placed against my skin.

Tiny and quiet.
Hardly a breath passing through those plump lips.
Everyone in the room willing her to breathe.

Breathe, baby, breathe!

She is my reminder that God answers prayers,
that He alone gives breath.
He gives life, He takes life.
And He's ultimately in control.

The Jubilee Celebration

Our sweet Jubilee a month old now.

Isn't that amazing?

God is not only the Giver of life, He's the Sustainer of life.  He is The Life.  God breathed the first breath of life into Adam, and He continues to breathe life into all of us naturally and spiritually.

We will be sharing the events of Molly Jo Jubilee's birth the last weekend of this month.  In the Scriptures, we see God's people set aside time to praise, worship, and tell the story of His goodness after miraculous events and deliverances.  April 29th, we will gather to tell of His mighty works in the little life of Jubilee and how it impacted each of those present. He is worthy of our worship and praise!

The biggest miracle to ever occur

Miracles.
Brain mass, surgery, healing.  (Merikalyn)
Three-chambered hearts becoming four. (Evangeline)
A heart that stopped beating beats again. (Molly Jo)
And God breathes life into us all.

And so often, we don't stop to consider that miracles are "nothing" to our Lord.  It doesn't require more of His energy. It's not out of the ordinary for Him.  He is ever capable. In fact, He is ever blessing our lives, and we hardly take notice.  His protection surrounding us, and we are usually unaware.

His love around us and within us, and we live like it isn't the biggest miracle to ever occur.

It begins like this:
    For God so loved the world......

God fills up this space

Rewind. Replay.
Her labor, birth, and events following reel through my mind.

Time dissolves. The world outside of this little room ceases to exist. Just five people- one of those a very tiny, struggling life- and God filling up this space.

A prayer I can't even speak. The Holy Spirit says it for me, and I believe. I know, and I see it as if it has already happened, accept it as truth.  I'm crying, but not tears of fear or sadness.  These are tears of joy, relief.

I am not alone. I do not have to rely on my own strength.
He stands with me. Arms that stretch out nail pieced hands wrap around me, and I feel safe. I know no fear. It doesn't even cross my path.

I witness love, abundant love, working seamlessly, fulfilling the promise He revealed in a dream to my husband.  I AM.

I AM here.
Cry out to Me, and I will answer.

And the heart beats.
And the baby breathes.
And the Hallelujah rings in my ears for God filled up this space.