Celebrating
a decade (plus nine months!) of motherhood today, meditating on Psalm 113...
The psalm JM read aloud, as a testimony, at our church’s annual Thanksgiving Service two months before we would be seeing our Sweet Baby Girl’s face for the very first time.
The psalm JM read aloud, as a testimony, at our church’s annual Thanksgiving Service two months before we would be seeing our Sweet Baby Girl’s face for the very first time.
Praise the Lord! [lit.
Hallelu-Yah]
Praise, O servants of the Lord,
Praise the name of the Lord.
Blessed be the name of the Lord
From this time forth and
forever.
From the rising of the sun to
its setting
The name of the Lord is to be praised.
The Lord is high above all nations;
His glory is above the
heavens.
Who is like the Lord our God,
Who is enthroned on high,
Who humbles Himself to behold
The things that are in heaven
and in the earth?
He raises the poor from the
dust
And lifts the needy from the
ash heap,
To make them sit with
princes,
With the princes of His
people.
He makes the barren woman
abide in the house
As a joyful mother of
children.
Praise the Lord! [lit.
Hallelu-Yah]
♥♥♥♥
Remembering...
The dull ache of longing, of hoping, and – as years passed – of not daring
to hope...
The sharp pain of well-meaning but insensitive comments – especially
on Mother’s Days...
But always – coming back into focus – the great faithfulness of my Good Loving
Shepherd. His promises. His more-than-sufficient grace.
Today, I look back on those days of longing and waiting with a very full heart. In a jumble of emotions, I can treasure even the darkest moments of disappointment, driving home from yet another baby shower, gripping the steering wheel, trying to see through my tears… Ultimately coming (once again) to the realization that our Loving Shepherd was leading JM and me “in righteous paths for His name’s sake...”
Today, I look back on those days of longing and waiting with a very full heart. In a jumble of emotions, I can treasure even the darkest moments of disappointment, driving home from yet another baby shower, gripping the steering wheel, trying to see through my tears… Ultimately coming (once again) to the realization that our Loving Shepherd was leading JM and me “in righteous paths for His name’s sake...”
“For
this [child] [we] prayed, and the Lord
has given [us] [our] petition which [we] asked of Him. So [we] have also [lent]
[her] to the Lord; as long as [she]
lives [she] is [lent] to the Lord.”
Happy Birthday, Little Lady!
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