yin and yang?
My day today was spent in a yin and yang sort of way.
I began my day with a trip to the hospital. To see the beautiful baby girl born to Beefy. What an absolute miracle babies are. Weighing in over 6 lbs., she was a beauty for sure! Both mom and babe are doing well. I stopped by the front desk to talk to a friend I hadn't seen in a while who volunteers there.
I left there and had a few minutes to ponder... you know, thinking of when my girls were born, of the beauty of birth, a new life, the incredible beginning of this precious one's lifetime. She was only one and a half hours into this world when I snapped her picture (the old fashioned way, so I don't have one to share yet). I daydreamed about tiny pink booties and onesies... of tiny fingers and tiny toes.... and to think... this precious one is known by the Father already. He knows her plans, her struggles, her weaknesses, her strengths.
Back to reality. No time to daydream anymore. I had to dash off. Everyone was busy today and even though she has 9 children of her own, none were available to take Shawn's gramma to the doctor today. I had the privelege. The joy. I picked her up and as I assisted her to the car, I noticed that she looked older than the last time I saw her. It hasn't been long, only a few weeks, but at nearly 88 years old, the test of time shows in her appearance. She relies on assistance to get into the car, and to keep track of her schedule. I ran into my friend again as I re-entered the hospital where the doctor's office. She saw me come in earlier to see a newborn, and now saw me enter with sweet Gramma.
Daydreaming again, I thought of this wonderful baby girl who was born to her family in 1919. The tiny fingers the tiny toes. Now, nearly 88 years later, although her physical appearance has changed, some things have stayed the same. She too is known by the Father. Her plans, her struggles, her weaknesses, her strengths.
God views our lives the way we view a movie after we've read the book. When something bad happens, you can tell that the people in the theater are anxious. But, not you. You've read the book. You know how the good guy gets out of the tight spot. God views our lives with the same confidence. He has not only read our story. He wrote it. He has a different perspective.
"I know the plans I have for you", declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." -- Jeremiah 29:11
I began my day with a trip to the hospital. To see the beautiful baby girl born to Beefy. What an absolute miracle babies are. Weighing in over 6 lbs., she was a beauty for sure! Both mom and babe are doing well. I stopped by the front desk to talk to a friend I hadn't seen in a while who volunteers there.
I left there and had a few minutes to ponder... you know, thinking of when my girls were born, of the beauty of birth, a new life, the incredible beginning of this precious one's lifetime. She was only one and a half hours into this world when I snapped her picture (the old fashioned way, so I don't have one to share yet). I daydreamed about tiny pink booties and onesies... of tiny fingers and tiny toes.... and to think... this precious one is known by the Father already. He knows her plans, her struggles, her weaknesses, her strengths.
Back to reality. No time to daydream anymore. I had to dash off. Everyone was busy today and even though she has 9 children of her own, none were available to take Shawn's gramma to the doctor today. I had the privelege. The joy. I picked her up and as I assisted her to the car, I noticed that she looked older than the last time I saw her. It hasn't been long, only a few weeks, but at nearly 88 years old, the test of time shows in her appearance. She relies on assistance to get into the car, and to keep track of her schedule. I ran into my friend again as I re-entered the hospital where the doctor's office. She saw me come in earlier to see a newborn, and now saw me enter with sweet Gramma.
Daydreaming again, I thought of this wonderful baby girl who was born to her family in 1919. The tiny fingers the tiny toes. Now, nearly 88 years later, although her physical appearance has changed, some things have stayed the same. She too is known by the Father. Her plans, her struggles, her weaknesses, her strengths.
God views our lives the way we view a movie after we've read the book. When something bad happens, you can tell that the people in the theater are anxious. But, not you. You've read the book. You know how the good guy gets out of the tight spot. God views our lives with the same confidence. He has not only read our story. He wrote it. He has a different perspective.
"I know the plans I have for you", declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." -- Jeremiah 29:11
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