This weekend has been pretty busy around here! I am so thankful for the safety we had during the storms that came roaring through our area last night! My sister and her family were safe from the storms in AL, too, so we have much to be thankful for!
I got a nice surprise last night when my Citadel Knob arrived home about 8:00! One of the upper classmen who lives in our area was coming home for the weekend, and Ben was able to use a weekend pass and come home, too! It is such a blessing to have him here! It’s too bad that Barbi couldn’t come as well! Hopefully she can make the trip sometime at the end of the month when Ben is back for his spring break.
Since Ben came home, I decided that I had better do a bit of baking so that he can take back some goodies when he leaves again tomorrow. I am loving the aromas of freshly baked breads, coffee cake, and chocolate chip cookies!! In just a few minutes, I will be smelling peach pie which is our dessert for Sunday dinner tomorrow.
I have had a different idea for a blog post running around in my head over the last several weeks. Although this blog is mostly about cooking, kitchen ideas and kitchen memories, I thought that I might do this post here as well. I hope you don’t mind!
Children are precious gifts given to us by God. Each life is made by Him, and we read in His word that we are fearfully and wonderfully made. It breaks my heart to hear how our government sees no problem with abortion, and to see how many young people today are believing the lies about the unborn not being real living human beings.
I am blessed to have 4 healthy children! God did not call me to be the mom to a sick child. Twenty years ago this summer, God took our unborn son home to be with Him. I was not quite half way through my pregnancy when we discovered at a routine doctor visit that our little one was gone. We also discovered that he was sick and probably would have died at birth if I had made it to full term. I had trouble understanding it all at the time, but over the years I have had several opportunities to minister to other moms who have gone through similar circumstances. I have been able to share that although our arms may have been empty, we had the everlasting arms beneath us to carry us through the trials. God does all things well and for His own glory.
In recent months I have been made aware of several families whose little ones have survived against all odds and are being cared for by loving parents and siblings. In the eyes of some people, these children should have been aborted or institutionalized, but these precious children are blessings to their families and other care-givers. I’d like to share some of them with you so that you can pray for these children and their families and thank God for your own healthy children.
The first one is a little boy named Noah. I have never met him or his family, but I found his mom’s blog a while back and have been following his journey and praying for him and his family. Noah is just 5 years old and has mitochondrial disease. You can read his story here: www.prayingfornoah.com. On their most recent post, you can read about a contest his family has entered to try to win little Noah an iPad 2. Please watch their video and share it with your friends! His family has recently started a foundation to help other children with the same condition. That site is www.noahshandsofhope.org.
The next family has twin girls who were born 2 days apart! Each little one weighed just a little over 1 pound each and were given a less than 5% chance of survival. Now at age 4, Faith and Grace are bringing great joy to their parents and friends, even though they continue to have physical difficulties. You can read their story at www.ourmicropreemietwins.com.
Those of you who are my friends on Facebook will know of a little guy named Martin who was born with HLHS. Martin is a sweet baby…the 4th born to his parents, Steven and Jamie. I’ve been privileged to watch Jamie grow up, marry Steven and start a family. I got to teach all three of their older children in Sunday School when they were just toddlers. Martin is just about a month old now and has already had his first of several open-heart surgeries. He has has lots of ups and downs but seems to be doing better right now. You can read his story at http://www.sermonaudio.com/source_news.asp?sourceid=leefamily.
The last one I want to share with you is also a friend of mine. Sweet William is almost 13 years old. He was adopted into his family when just an infant. William requires constant care. He will never talk or run or play or give a hug or a kiss, but he is loved, hugged, kissed, and cared for by his family and friends. He has brought great joy to his family!
Psalm 139:13-14 “Thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.”