The man whispered, "God, speak to me"
and a meadowlark sang.
But, the man did not hear.
So the man yelled, "God, speak to me"
and the thunder rolled across the sky.
But, the man did not listen.
The man looked around and said, "God, let me see you"
and a star shone brightly.
But, the man did not notice.
The man shouted, "God, show me a miracle!"
And a life was born.
But, the man did not see.
So, the man cried out in dispair, "Touch me God,
and let me know you are here!"
Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man....
But, the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.
Don't miss out on a blessing because it isn't packaged the way that you expect.....
I came across this while looking back at the miracles God has performed in my life. Most recently with my mom's cancer, treatment, and recovery. God saved her! He allowed me find out what a wonderful mother I have and how strong and brave she is. Not in a way I would have planned (who plans on cancer)but nevertheless, our family was tested! It was HIS way of showing us a miracle. On the other hand, I live with 2 living, breathing miracles every single day. My sons are miracles! Infertility would not have been my "way" to see God, but again it was HIS way. What a blessing we would have missed had we not been able to adopt and raise these two beautiful boys. Failed adoption again was not my way, but HIS. Had both adoptions not fallen through, where would these two angels we love and call sons be? I refuse to imagine because God's miracle made it possible not to have to! If you're praying for a miracle, keep your eyes wide open. God moves in mysterious ways. His ways are not always our ways, but there by far the best way!!!!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Well, it seems as a family, doing stuff together is important. Even something as insane as being sick together. Thus, we are all battling the same virus for the 2nd week in a row. My four year old just informed me that he caught it from his little brother. My hubby informs me that he was the culprit who brought the virus home. So where does that leave me? I'll tell you where.... Sick as can be. Sore throat, aches/pains, fever/chills, absolutely no energy, and TAKING CARE OF THE THREE OF THEM. It is 1:45am and I am awake with both boys. One with a headache (he just got 2 Tylenol) and one with an earache (3rd one in 4 weeks and he got Tylenol and numbing drops). Hubby's in bed watching the back of his eyelids as he drifts into the deep sleep of a Nyquil induced "coma". Mom, well she's just here. Ready to drift off, but waiting for the next "wail" of "mommy- this or that hurts". I really don't mind. It's all about being a mother. It's all about the lost sleep, healing the boo boo's, wiping the tears dry, and rocking them till they are comforted and asleep. I LOVE IT! Am I tired? Ridiculously, but that's ok. I'm a WIFE and MOMMY and I wouldn't trade that for ANYTHING! God has blessed me with three amazing "boys" and I love taking care of them. Now i'm going to go knock at least two of them out, so I can sleep (not really) and i'm gonna pass out for whatever part of 30 minutes I'm allowed to do so.....
*Walk with your eyes open, live a life examined; abide in Christ so that you can see with the eyes of Christ all the chances you have to change the world one obedient opportunity at a time.