Giving Thanks Always with my Son

 

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For the Lord is good; His mercy is everlasting; and His truth endureth to all generations.        Psalms 100:5(KJV)

 

About four and one-half years after my miscarriage, God gave us a son. Complications I had with all my pregnancies could have resulted in miscarriages each time, I would find out years later.  I am so thankful for our two children and grand children. When Alan was 15, almost 16, I asked him if he wanted to volunteer at the hospital where I worked. I thought he might be interested and it would occupy his summertime break.  He answered my question with a “yes”.  At the time he immediately thought, “Who just said that?  I can’t believe I said yes.” That was not how he thought he would spend his summer. I worked the day shift at the hospital and Alan would just be riding with me to the hospital.

The very first morning that he volunteered is a morning that both of us will never forget.  We know why God had him in the car with me that morning.

Alan recalls us riding down the Interstate, when I suddenly began going too fast. I almost ran into the back of cars, and big transfer trucks. He didn’t know what was happening, but knew he didn’t want to die. He quickly decided he had no choice but to scream at his mother to try and get her attention and try to tell her what to do.  I know that had to be hard for him but he knew he had no choice.  He did not know if there would be consequences to deal with for his behavior but we would be alive. He said he had to tell me to slow down, then to speed up. He tried to help steer the wheel.  He relayed to me he was so scared and just knew that we were going to die. He had to keep the car on the interstate from the passenger seat to keep us from going off an embankment.  Several times he tried to get me to pull over on the side of the road, but I would not.  Finally, we got to our exit where he directed me off and I went up a small embankment but did not wreck. It did get the car stopped. Alan was able to help me over into the passenger seat and he drove us the rest of the way to the hospital.  Alan doesn’t hesitate telling anyone that he knows God had him in the car with me that day to protect and take care of his mother. He also knows now when he answered my question, if he wanted to volunteer, who it was answering for him.  I know he was volunteering that summer for one reason and maybe more. I know God protected both of us that morning.

 

Indeed, everything is for your benefit so that, as grace extends through more and more people, it may cause thanksgiving to increase to the glory of God.
2 Corinthians 4:15 (CSB)

Giving Thanks Always

3D402826-7711-4730-AB68-E48835DF8198Many years ago I lay on my couch grieving with my 5 year old daughter playing on the floor beneath me. My heart was crying out to God, “Why did my baby have to die?” I was hurting with pain and grief like I had never felt before. I was recovering from a miscarriage. I will never forget how that special little girl, that was on the floor beneath me, was used by God to bring comfort to her mother’s heart. One would think that she could not have known the pain that was in my heart but yet she did. She drew pictures, colored them and wrote across all of them, I love you Mommy. She would give me one picture with excitement and then another, looking up at me as she handed them to me, I am sure to see the expression on my face. Over and over I read the words, I love you Mommy.
Years later I was sitting in a wheelchair in a hospital and this same daughter placed her new born baby daughter in my arms. She was born in January of 2004, and I was hospitalized 3 weeks later, on February 16, 2004. One week later I was not expected to live. With God’s grace and mercy I survived and remained in the hospital and rehabilitation for almost 3 months. My daughter’s baby lying in my arms was a gift from God. They had to help me hold her but there she was in my arms. On that day I received love, strength and hope just from seeing and holding that small baby, my grand-daughter. I praise God for the love and joy she has brought to my life.
Readings in Psalms recently….How majestic is thy name oh Lord…. Glory to Him

Thankfulness Said

denisebalog...Grace filled devotionals.

“Today’s not the day

To think what’s ahead.

Embrace the past,

With thankfulness said.

Faithful,

Hope and

Presence so dear;

Covering us with love

Each day of the year.

Thank You Jesus

For the well-being of heart.

Let it be the song

We sing as the

New Year starts.”

 

“Praise the LORD,

Call upon His Name;

Declare His deeds among the peoples,

Make mention that His Name

Is exalted.

Sing to the LORD,

For He has done excellent things.”

Isaiah 12:4-5 NKJV

 

Poem by denisebalog©2017

Image by RonBalog©2017

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Accept Who I Am Today

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How do I thank you for coming and being born as a baby.
To give hope, love, grace, mercy and light to all who receive you.
So much love and grace I know you have given to others and to me.
I wonder what it is that I can do to show your love.
Many years you have given me and so thankful for that I am.
Independence is what I long for but it never seems to come.
Maybe acceptance is what I need to do.
Accept Who I Am Today, what I can do today.
Start each day with renewed strength in You.
That the day has been given me to serve You by serving others.
Thank You God, for giving us love and light through your Son.
Give me strength to do all You want me to do.
And to Accept Who I Am Today.

Gay Nell Olive

Go Tell It In The Mountains

Go Tell It On The Mountains

While shepherds kept their watching
Over silent flocks by night,
Behold throughout the heavens,
There shone a holy light:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

The shepherds feared and trembled
When lo! above the earth
Rang out the angel chorus
That hailed our Saviour’s birth:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

Down in a lowly manger
Our humble Christ was born
And God send us salvation,
That blessed Christmas morn:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

When I am a seeker,
I seek both night and day;
I seek the Lord to help me,
And He shows me the way:

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

He made me a watchman
Upon the city wall,
And if I am a Christian,
I am the least of all.

Go, Tell It On The Mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere;
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

I remember the nursing choral group I sang in when in college performed this song at several functions along with other songs. So many things I can not remember but I praise God for bits and pieces and for His son Jesus.

Go Tell It on the Mountain” is an African-American spiritual song, compiled by John Wesley Work, Jr., dating back to at least 1865, that has been sung and recorded by many gospel and secular performers. It is considered a Christmas carol because its original lyrics celebrate the Nativity of Jesus: From Wikipedia