Thursday, March 31, 2005

Lord, I lift your name on high!

Samuel made it through his surgery today without any problems! I think he did great. It was so hard for Chandra, my sis, Cay Cay and I to see him like that though. They gave him the shot and within minutes he was just gone, eyes open, but nobody home. It was quite a heartwrenching sight!

Sam doesn't, praise God, remember anything past the shot. He told me later that the doctor tricked him, and even thought it funny that they gave him a shot when he wasn't sick. He said he didn't know dentists could give shots. Well, here's hoping he doesn't hold it against him, seeing he'll have to go back every six months.

He has some beautiful new silver crowns to show off now, hopefully I'll get some pictures up of his great new smile soon. I'll wait until his poor little gums aren't so swollen!

This is about all I have in me for tonight, it's been an exhausting day!

All praise to God! Amen!

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Sam and Cay Cay


Sam and Cay Cay, originally uploaded by Adrienne2.



This is a picture of my four year old nephew Sam and my dear daughter Cay Cay building a "rocket ship" from the box our new washing machine was delivered in. I love kids imaginations!

Tomorrow morning at 7:15 a.m. we will be at the dentist's office with Samuel. He will be having some quite extenstive dental surgery to repair his teeth. If anyone is reading this tonight or in the early morning please say a prayer for Sam, and also one for his mom, Chandra, she is quite a concerned mom this evening. My prayer is that of Philipians 4:7 that God will grant them both a peace that surpasses all understanding.

6 do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. 7 And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
-Philippians 4:6-7 ESV-

I will update tomorrow, and I pray there will be much cause for praise!

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Quiz: Which book of the bible are you?

I found this on another fellow mom's blog. Go to this web page:

Which book of the bible are you?

Update: hooray I learned to post a link, my thanks to Sal over at Sal's Journey!





My results:
You are Ephesians


Pretty funny, since my bible study is digging deep into Ephesians right now.

Monday, March 28, 2005

Fearfully and Wonderfully Made


My precious nephew Eli :-), originally uploaded by Adrienne2.




13 For you formed my inward parts;
   you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
   my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
   intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
   the days that were formed for me,
   when as yet there were none of them.
-Psalm 139:13-16 ESV-


My nephew Elijah was born in December of 2003. From almost the day of his birth, we were told that something was "wrong" with him, at first it was possibly Downs Syndrome, I think from there it went to Prader Willy, then on to Cerebral Palsy. He turned one year old and still was not sitting up on his own very well, or crawling, things that "normal" babies did by that time. He saw neurologists and geneticists and still weren't able to recieve a diagnosis. Early Childhood intervention has helped him reach many physical goals, and we are still thinking that he will one day in the near future walk on his own.

My sister, and the rest of us had such a difficult time with the "not knowing" not having some sort of diagnosis to focus on and to research, we wanted anything to help us feel more pro-active in the situation. That was not God's will though, through the very tedious and slow process of waiting, we were made to understand that if it wasn't in God's timing for us to know, we just weren't going to know! Plain and simple. We were also able to stop focusing on what was "wrong" with Eli, and start focusing on what was right with him.

I have never known a child that can smile at person; making them stop whatever it is they are doing and step into his world so easily, as Eli. Complete strangers in the supermarket will stop and just ask if they can hug him, after he has made eye contact with them and given one of his super winning smiles, many times even reaching out to them. We let them do it, it makes them both so happy and we go on. He has touched their heart though, and I think they keep that feeling for a long time. I hope that they transfer it on to someone else that needs to feel loved, just as Eli reached out to them, maybe when they were needing it. God is using him already.

No matter what the doctor's look for and find or don't find, if he walks or doesn't walk, if he talks or doesn't talk, Eli was knit together in his mother's womb to be just exactly as he is. He is a wonderful work of God, the Father, the creator of the heaven's and the earth. There is no mistake.

God has taught me a lot through little Eli, and I am sure that he will be the teacher of many throughout the days that God has ordained for him here on this earth.

We are now able to just revel in who Eli is. He doesn't need to be anything more. I don't want to miss one moment of beauty with him, worrying about the fact that he may never live a "normal" life, he will live the life and serve the purpose and touch the lives, that the Lord above intended for him to. I am just so thankful that I am one of the lucky ones chosen to be a part of his life!

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Easter Sunday Prayer

The Gospel

Creator of the ends of the earth,
Governer of the universe,
Judge of all men,
Head of the church,
Saviour of sinners;
thy greatness is unsearchable,
thy goodness infinite,
thy compassions unfailing,
thy providence boundless,
thy mercies ever new.
We bless thee for the words of salvation.
How important, suitable, encouraging
are the doctrines, promises, and invitations
of the gospel of peace!
We are lost: but thou hast presented to us
a full, free and eternal salvation;
weak: but here we learn that help is found in one that is mighty,
poor: but in him we discover unsearchable riches,
blind: but we find he has treasures of wisdom and knowledge.
We thank thee for thy unspeakable gift.
Thy Son is our only refuge, foundation, hope, confidence;
We depend upon his death,
rest in his righteousness,
desire to bear his image;
May his glory fill our minds,
his love reign in our affections,
his cross inflame us with ardour.
Let us as Christians fill our various situations in life,
escape the snares to which they expose us,
discharge the duties that arise from our circumstances,
enjoy with moderation their advantages,
improve with diligence their usefulness,
And may every place and company we are in be benefited by us.

-Puritan prayer from the book: The Valley of Vision-



5 Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, 6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, 7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. 8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. 9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, 10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

-Phillipians 2:5-11 ESV-

Friday, March 25, 2005

This is a poem for my grandma,
in whose steadfast care I felt safe and loved, and treasured.

This is for your warm lap and loving touch,
that soothed away my fears
and always made me feel loved and valuable.

This is for your eyes, full of love,
that tried never to show when I had hurt you
or disappointed you with my ugly actions.

And this is for your constant example
of self-sacrifice and service to others,
always putting my needs ahead of your own.

This is for your belief in me,
only you believed at times
in the person who you knew I could be.

This is for you my sweet,
treasured, loving grandma
because you embodied all I could ever hope to be.



"First, I do not sit down at my desk to put into verse something that is already clear in my mind. If it were clear in my mind, I should have no incentive or need to write about it....We do not write in order to be understood; we write in order to understand."
-C. Day Lewis,
The Poetic Image

Thursday, March 24, 2005

My dad's artwork...beautiful!


My dad's artwork...beautiful!, originally uploaded by Adrienne2.

This is the bracelet that my dad MADE for Cay Cay for her birthday, it is stunning.

My dear daughter and a friend...


My dear daughter and a friend, originally uploaded by Adrienne2.



My Cay Cay, on the left, and her friend, Emma, on the right.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

"Did God give that 14 year old her baby, or did biology take over?"

I was just speaking to a friend of mine a little while ago and she asked me this question. She is struggling with a question that I have asked myself before in the past, but have since come to believe that God is in control of every atom in the universe. So, yes, it has to be God that gives the young and ignorant their babies, not some fluke of biology getting the upper hand while the God of our universe isn't looking, even though I or my friend don't understand why.

The conversation began with talk of people who have more than a few kids and if it is responsible of them to do so, if they plan on their children attending college. My friend has heard parents, of more than a few kids, saying that "God will provide for their education" but my friend feels that it really is the state who will provide them a free education, that of course all of us,the taxpayers, pay for. I don't know enough about that subject to speak of, but I did tell her that I do believe that God will provide because he is the one who provides families with the number of children that they have. My friend then brought up a 14 year old young woman that she had witnessed holding her 3 month old baby by the hand to carry it around, alluding to the fact that this girl had no business having this baby, and then she stated ,"Did God give that 14 year old girl her baby, or did biology take over?" She truly seems to wrestle with it. I don't judge her at all for thinking this way, since I myself have struggled with this same thing. My understanding dramatically changed through my own personal pain.

My daughter was 2 when my hubby and I decided that "we will have another one". I thought it would be so easy, it was the first time with dear daughter, what could be so hard about it? We knew where babies came from, or did we? Well, 10 years later we still don't have that second child that we thought we could have so easily.

During these past 10 years I have had a bounty of thoughts and feelings about it. I didn't have much of a relationship with God when I first began trudging through the sludge of "secondary infertility", but it seems that it is exactly what God has used to get my full attention. I am so thankful that he did too. For years I, charted temperatures, peed on sticks, read all the books, and generally tried to figure out what it was that I wasn't doing right that was hampering my chances of being a mother for a second time. My poor hubby had to endure all of this too remember, and it wasn't easy to be the husband of a woman whose life revolved around her monthly cycle and the many moods that came along with it.

I tell you all of this because it was during this phase that I would see young unwed mothers, everywhere it seemed, who had what it was that I wanted. It just didn't seem fair to me at all. I guess at the time, I found God to be very unjust. It's horrible to me that I felt that way, but I did. He changed my heart though, and I found joy in the fact that he is in control of my life, even my reproductive ability. I still have days where I feel a bit blue (actually sometimes it is more than a bit) about the fact that I may never kiss the soft cheek of my own newborn, or know the joys and emotions one feels while nursing again. I know that God has a plan for me and my family though, and I am so thankful for the one precious child that he has given to me, my heart swells with joy. So in the times that I feel blue now, I only have to look at my little one, who is not quite so little anymore, and I feel complete knowing that I am the mother that the Lord intended me to be.

I hope this wasn't too random! I will blog more later on about the subject. Hopefully God will provide some clarity to my randomness in between now and then. :-)

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