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2 Corinthians 12:9

But He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness."
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.
Showing posts with label Where the Journey Began. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Where the Journey Began. Show all posts

Saturday, April 21, 2012

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.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

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!




Thursday, April 5, 2012

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.