This post isn’t about my glowing ‘word’ of the year or about ‘my goals’. Shucks, I hardly knew it was New Year’s Eve the other night. I was in bed long before 12 only to have the guns around our neighborhood wake me to remind me that it indeed is 2015!
Isn’t it amazing how you can capture moments where life looks so peaceful and everything looks serene? That is captured well here in this picture (we look a little worn out from all the posing because this was at the very end of the photo shoot but really every thing still looks pretty peaceful)!
But the reality is that our life has been far from that since Will Franklin was born. I had a nearly perfect pregnancy, at 40 no less but life outside the womb has been hard for Will. The first 8 weeks he cried all the time, we had 1 week of calm and then at 9 weeks he picked up Pertussis, aka whooping cough.
We have seen God’s hand in many neat ways over the past 3 months. I could write for hours but as you can imagine there are a lot of other things that need my attention these days. Shoot, I can’t even get the laundry done. 🙂
I would like to share a snibbet of what I posted on facebook October 20, 2014. It gives you a glimpse into God’s care for us and in an previous post before this one I had shared how people were bringing food and picking up laundry, we have been well cared for!
So many of you are praying for us and lifting us to Jesus, thank you! Your words have given us such courage. I want to share a bit: In the wee hours yesterday morning I had this overwhelming sense like the Great Physician was just here. His presence was so real in our home!!
We had, had a much better night but I was afraid to believe because based on all that we had read this is the 100 day illness and the extreme coughing can be around for weeks and then add the fact that Will is a teeny, tiny baby that only complicates it.
We went about our morning and after breakfast, Merv as the Elder in our home gathered us around and we had an anointing service for Will. And as my babies laid hands on Will and squeaked out prayers that only Jesus understood I now know something happened. We have gone from 5 minute violent, gagging, coughing fits every 45-60 minutes 4 days ago to 1-2 minute coughing fits and some of them are even 90 minutes apart.
This morning, in the wee hours the song, The Gentle Healer came to me. It makes me weep. I don’t know what the future holds for my family but Jesus never wastes an opportunity, I don’t want to either. I can’t help but believe that one of my friends out here needs Jesus, in a personal way. In their own heart, not the faith of someone else and so I share this song (just click the link):
I don’t know how long I will be breaking from my blog again but I suppose it will be a good number of months before I am back in the saddle. Thanks for your prayers!
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Blessings to you as you walk your journey well!