This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the
sacred is torn from your life.
And you survive.
This is what is to
be loved and to know
That the promise was
that when everything fell
We'd be held.
He is always holding me.
And I can't wait to hold my precious
birthday present tomorrow!
As I lay here in bed the night before
I give birth to my last little girl.
I can't help but think of how good God is.
And how much He loves me.
And how I don't deserve it.
How He has redeemed my life when He didn't have to.
Not only did He bless me with one daughter,
but He gave me three.
And one on my birthday.
Birthday's are such a big deal to me.
It's the one day of the
year that is meant to celebrate YOU!
The day you share with your parents,
you know, the ones who brought you into this world.
Since my mom and dad died,
I always seem to yearn this loss on my birthday.
Like the two people that love and celebrate
me the most aren't here to.
This baby was due a week ago,
and it was God's plan to have us
celebrate our births together.
His redeeming love is something
I can't wrap my mind around.
It's not to say I wouldn't give anything
in the world to have my mom
in the delivery room with me tomorrow.
I miss her.
But am so blessed to have God send the
perfect people- His way of holding me.
Me(above)and Biggy B
being held by our mamma's
How it feels when the
sacred is torn from your life.
And you survive.
This is what is to
be loved and to know
That the promise was
that when everything fell
We'd be held.
He is always holding me.
And I can't wait to hold my precious
birthday present tomorrow!
As I lay here in bed the night before
I give birth to my last little girl.
I can't help but think of how good God is.
And how much He loves me.
And how I don't deserve it.
How He has redeemed my life when He didn't have to.
Not only did He bless me with one daughter,
but He gave me three.
And one on my birthday.
Birthday's are such a big deal to me.
It's the one day of the
year that is meant to celebrate YOU!
The day you share with your parents,
you know, the ones who brought you into this world.
Since my mom and dad died,
I always seem to yearn this loss on my birthday.
Like the two people that love and celebrate
me the most aren't here to.
This baby was due a week ago,
and it was God's plan to have us
celebrate our births together.
His redeeming love is something
I can't wrap my mind around.
It's not to say I wouldn't give anything
in the world to have my mom
in the delivery room with me tomorrow.
I miss her.
But am so blessed to have God send the
perfect people- His way of holding me.
Me(above)and Biggy B
being held by our mamma's
4 comments:
I love that song, dearly. And I love reading your raw, honest words that move me to tears. I will be thinking about you tomorrow, and saying prayers for you and the new, fresh bebe, and Brett, and the older kiddos. And happy birthday. Xoxo, Stephanie
Beautiful post, Lesley!
this is a beautiful post!! i love when God blesses us so richly even though He doesn't have to...just b/c He WANTS to!! congratulations on your precious redeeming gift!!
I love it, Lesley. I know your parents are smiling down on you and the way you love your family.
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