I woke up the next morning and the fear that had gripped my heart the day before was replaced with peace.
The Bible says "do not fear" 365 times.
But today I find myself in a place I know that I am afraid.
It seems like I am reliving a nightmare that I never wanted to be in the first time.
Continuing the thought of exercising my faith from last week. What does exercising faith look like?
I wanted to share a great story of God's grace in my life. I wanted to share with you like we were sitting together talking. So, I made a video.
my little girl began singing this that day I listened closely as she said
“You are treasured, you are beautiful, in the eyes...in the eyes, of the one who made you.
Today is hard but I will trust that God is at work. What looks like a mess to me is Him working. I believe God will bring a masterpiece together. I will cling to His promise that He works all things (even the hard days) together for good (Romans 8:28).
Here is a beautiful sight!!!
Grace wrote her name without help and without tracing it!
It's messy and wobbly
but it's hers!!!
and that is what makes it so beautiful to me.
There were tears as I cried out to God: "This isn't fair... I already deal with so much with Grace. Why them too? I can't do this..."
BUT GOD - where He guides, He provides
With the weight of now having not one but multiple, with not some but all my children having some kind of special needs, I cried out to my God, My Father.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” - 2 Corinthians 12:9a
I don't think I've ever been so excited about Summer Break before. This past year brought a lot of change for us. It has been amazing to see God open doors, place people in my (our) path and provide for things I could not have imagined
When someone hears my story I sometimes get told
"God won't give you more than you can handle"
I've often just smile but I really don't like being told this. They may see the girl standing in front of them at the moment and she may look strong. But what they don't know is that I am literally biting my tongue because I don't want to cry (again).
They are His before they are mine.
Because I believe this to be true I know that I can trust Him with the plans and paths that He has for them.
Today is my daughter's 8th birthday, as we celebrate the life God has given her I couldn't help but think that I was once told that this baby may not live to be born. I was even given instructions on where to go abort her because she was thought to have so many defects.