I am continuously in awe of the Lord and His hand in my life. It amazes me how He knows my weaknesses and is so patient and loving in the midst of them. Thursday was a stressful day. I had a doctors appointment in the morning with my regular OB. It was the one where they test you for gestational diabetes and you have to drink that icky stuff... which is even more icky for someone who doesn't intake white sugar on a regular basis. About an hour after drinking the stuff I had a sugar crash and yawned my way through the rest of the visit. I was so ready to take a nap, but had errands to run after the doctor. I got several of them done, but the most important was to register a car at the DMV. As I finally got up to the lady in line, I realized that I forgot to have Sean sign the title :( . No big deal, at least I hadn't waited for a long time. I finally get home and was exhausted. Isaiah was napping, so I planned on eating something and taking a nap myself. While I was eating lunch the specialist in Roanoke called to let me know they had set up an appointment for me to go to Duke this week. The only problem was that with my insurance I needed to stay in Virginia for the best coverage. Long story short, I ended up spending the next THREE HOURS on the phone calling insurance companies, the financial department at Duke, the nurses at Duke, my doctor. Back and forth, back and forth.... FRUSTRATION! I finally ended up crying on the phone (like a little weeny) and a sweet receptionist at Duke had pity on me and got me the information I needed. Which was that I couldn't go to Duke. This didn't seem to be a problem considering UVA is the same caliber hospital as Duke and my doctor feels confident in the staff and surgeons at both.... Except the secretary at my doctors office was offended that she had made an appointment at Duke and was going to have to change it. She made it clear that she was not happy about it. I got off the phone and just cried, thinking, "Doesn't she know how difficult this is, couldn't she have a little bit of mercy? Wasn't it her job to make all those phone calls anyway?" As soon as all the phone calls were done, Isaiah woke up. I was so exhausted, so I cried some more.
I was suppose to have tea with someone that day and decided to call and cancel before I got Isaiah out of bed. She and her family moved here less than a year ago and had recently bought some land about 6 miles from us (which is closer to us than anyone else we go to church with, since we live out in the boondocks). She has a daughter Isaiah's age, a 4 year old son, and is pregnant with a little girl... due a couple months after Sadie. I have been wanting to get together with her to get to know her better for awhile, but days have turned into weeks and we haven't gotten together. I felt bad calling to cancel, but I really didn't want to get a full blown version of my ickyness the first time we hung out. So, I called to cancel. She understood and began to say that another woman at our church had just told her about Sadie's condition. She had recently missed several weeks of church and was unaware of everything that has been going on. I gave her a very short version of the situation and of God's faithfulness. She began to say how much it blessed her to see the joy the Lord has given us because her sister, who is her hero, has Turner Syndrome and is coming here to visit in July. She went on to tell me that her sister, who is now 35, has been a missionary to Uganda and Israel. Though she cannot have children of her own, the Lord has blessed her with a love for children on the mission field. She can't drive and gets lost easily, but she made it through college and has the memory of an elephant. She can only focus on one thing at a time, but she is an amazing Sunday school teacher and loves the Lord with all her heart! I immediately began to praise the Lord! I had allowed the tedious events of the day stress me out. I had gotten wrapped up in civilian affairs and the Lord had pity on me! What an amazing blessing!!!! I don't care what Sadie looks like, I don't care if she is at the top of her class, and I don't even care if she is has health issues.... I just want her to be the Lords! I just want her to know Him and love Him and spend her life living and dying for HIM! And here the Lord sent such a great confirmation of His marvelous power! Here was a girl who has Turner's, 45x I might add, not Mosaic (which is the more severe type that Sadie has)....and has spent her life serving the Lord, not only on the mission field, but doing the jobs that most people don't want to do, the dirty jobs that have little reward from man, but those that store up treasure in heaven! That is the kind of woman I want Sadie to be! Not that she has to be an overseas missionary, but I just want her whole heart and mind and soul to be devoted to the Lord. Again- I began to cry.. but this time tears of joy at the sweet lovingkindness of my Savior. How faithful He is. How tender and merciful He is. I stand in awe of Him. I have gone through trials without Him and experienced the darkness and hopelessness of it... how different it is to be the Lord's! He cares for our every need, we are never alone or without hope! I am so grateful to be His.
BTW- I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning in Roanoke with the perinatolgist to check the level of my amniotic fluid. We are praying that it would not go low enough for me to have to be hospitalized for the rest of my pregnancy... but we are trusting the Lord to work everything out it that does happen. Please be praying for us in this matter. Thanks!
I was suppose to have tea with someone that day and decided to call and cancel before I got Isaiah out of bed. She and her family moved here less than a year ago and had recently bought some land about 6 miles from us (which is closer to us than anyone else we go to church with, since we live out in the boondocks). She has a daughter Isaiah's age, a 4 year old son, and is pregnant with a little girl... due a couple months after Sadie. I have been wanting to get together with her to get to know her better for awhile, but days have turned into weeks and we haven't gotten together. I felt bad calling to cancel, but I really didn't want to get a full blown version of my ickyness the first time we hung out. So, I called to cancel. She understood and began to say that another woman at our church had just told her about Sadie's condition. She had recently missed several weeks of church and was unaware of everything that has been going on. I gave her a very short version of the situation and of God's faithfulness. She began to say how much it blessed her to see the joy the Lord has given us because her sister, who is her hero, has Turner Syndrome and is coming here to visit in July. She went on to tell me that her sister, who is now 35, has been a missionary to Uganda and Israel. Though she cannot have children of her own, the Lord has blessed her with a love for children on the mission field. She can't drive and gets lost easily, but she made it through college and has the memory of an elephant. She can only focus on one thing at a time, but she is an amazing Sunday school teacher and loves the Lord with all her heart! I immediately began to praise the Lord! I had allowed the tedious events of the day stress me out. I had gotten wrapped up in civilian affairs and the Lord had pity on me! What an amazing blessing!!!! I don't care what Sadie looks like, I don't care if she is at the top of her class, and I don't even care if she is has health issues.... I just want her to be the Lords! I just want her to know Him and love Him and spend her life living and dying for HIM! And here the Lord sent such a great confirmation of His marvelous power! Here was a girl who has Turner's, 45x I might add, not Mosaic (which is the more severe type that Sadie has)....and has spent her life serving the Lord, not only on the mission field, but doing the jobs that most people don't want to do, the dirty jobs that have little reward from man, but those that store up treasure in heaven! That is the kind of woman I want Sadie to be! Not that she has to be an overseas missionary, but I just want her whole heart and mind and soul to be devoted to the Lord. Again- I began to cry.. but this time tears of joy at the sweet lovingkindness of my Savior. How faithful He is. How tender and merciful He is. I stand in awe of Him. I have gone through trials without Him and experienced the darkness and hopelessness of it... how different it is to be the Lord's! He cares for our every need, we are never alone or without hope! I am so grateful to be His.
BTW- I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning in Roanoke with the perinatolgist to check the level of my amniotic fluid. We are praying that it would not go low enough for me to have to be hospitalized for the rest of my pregnancy... but we are trusting the Lord to work everything out it that does happen. Please be praying for us in this matter. Thanks!
