Thursday, September 6, 2007

What would have been & playing in the rain........

Jacob chases his friend Jack while they play in the rain
This week would have been the due date for the little one we lost in February. At the time, September seemed so long to wait while I had thoughts of,..."I would have been 4 months pregnant"......"By now, we would have found out if we were having a boy or a girl"....."We would be setting up a nursery by now"....in these last couple of weeks,..."We would be about to bring our baby home." Now I know that just because the due date is passed, those thoughts don't end. Now they are,..."How would Jacob have been adjusting?"...."Would the baby have been early like Jacob?"....."I would be juggling two right now."
I am thankful the Lord has given me a verse to remind me of His compassion for me, "The righteous cry out and the Lord hears them; He delivers them from their troubles. The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." Psalm 34:17-18
A couple of weeks ago thinking of the days that were ahead, I wanted to wake up and it magically be the end of September. I realize that if I had done what I wanted to do a couple of weeks ago, I would have missed many moments of blessings. Jacob is at a very special age (aren't they all?) He is learning so much and constantly amazes me and cracks me up! On Sunday, he played in the rain for the first time. I would not have missed that for the world. Today, I am thankful for simple moments like this:




3 comments:

Lenee said...

Psalm 121 (The Message)

A Pilgrim Song

1-2 I look up to the mountains; does my strength come from mountains?
No, my strength comes from God,
who made heaven, and earth, and mountains.

3-4 He won't let you stumble,
your Guardian God won't fall asleep. Not on your life! Israel's
Guardian will never doze or sleep.

5-6 God's your Guardian,
right at your side to protect you—
Shielding you from sunstroke,
sheltering you from moonstroke.

7-8 God guards you from every evil,
he guards your very life.
He guards you when you leave and when you return,
he guards you now, he guards you always.

This one just came to mind. My Mom would read this one to me at night when I was a wee tot. Would do my heart good.

Hugs. LR

Lenee said...

Had to laugh. My friend at my 2nd job - nights/weekends - was checking out the new blog. Since we're the only 2 there at night - we're into each other's business pretty deep.

She was reading along and then blurted out - "why is it the Houston Family? . . . don't they live in New Orleans?, why isn't it the New Orleans family?"

Uh, I sort of quietly said . . . well, Houston is their last name! . . . ooohhhhhh!

Gotta love the late shift.

LR

Molly Moore said...

April,
Molly Moore here (Molly Painter)... it's been way too long. I've been bad at keeping in touch! Brent Bouldin sent me to your blog. My e-mail address is mooremolly@mac.com
Please send me your physical address. Would love to stay in touch.
~Molly