Sometimes Life Happens

Sometimes, life happens...and that's why I didn't write last week.  What a day!  What a happy day!

It started in day light and we were all filled with eager excitement.  After all, as an old Scottish poem quotes: " There is no greater miracle than this:  The Quickening of flesh within the womb."

As the hours went on, the sobering reality of the pain set in and it would appear that this calling to birth a precious baby is powerful enough to almost reshape a cup.

Each contraction brings another wave of intense pain and concentration on the task at hand and the mercy of a God Who saves and redeems all for good!

It is hard work!  I look over at her husband, seeing his torn face, feeling so helpless and listen to his encouragement for her and love in every glance as he replenishes her drink and rubs her back and holds her hand and rocks with her as she labours on in love...

 For this child I prayed; and the LORD hath given me my petition which I asked of him:  Samuel 1:27

When it comes time to finally push  - oh the pressure, the breaking and moving of bone and joint within to enable this precious gift to be born... The quiet surrounds us all as we focus on her every breath... and effort... and glance.   Time stops.   Love waits.   And then, with a blast of trumpets, she is born!  Beautiful and whole!  Praises ring!  Job well done!  The prize...

Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!   Psalm 127:3

And so...in our Christian walk, when things get tense and tough and we are pressed, where is our focus?  Are we believing for good?  Trusting, knowing that this trying wave of pain will pass.  We too, need not labour/toil in vain, discouraged and distraught.  Mighty is our God who saves us - no, not from the pain of our present - but for the building of our future!   Rejoice!  The trumpet sounds!  Victory is within your grasp!

Here is ours. Our two grandchildren:

Grandchildren are the crowning glory of the aged. (Proverbs 17:6)

Hallelujah!  God is good!  My prayer for them today, as Paul's was once for Timothy..

I am reminded of your sincere faith, a faith that dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure, dwells in you as well.
2 Timothy 1:5

May they long for and seek spiritual milk their whole lives through!

Press in and press on!
Giselle