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 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 “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 related the events of the morning to me . We were 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 me to try and get my attention. He was trying to tell what to do. I know that had to be hard for him but he knew he had no choice. He wondered if there would be consequences 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 said 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 will also tell you that he 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)
Many 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
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
It occurred to me that I never shared why I chose the name of my blog to be Renewing of Mind and Body. At the time I began the process of starting the blog, I was still lost in my mind and body. In some ways I still may be. I had attended a few writer’s conferences and listened carefully as others talked about having blogs. I thought to myself, I could never do that. I continued to listen and a strong desire to share God’s grace and love in this way grew and grew. I presented the beginning of a book I was writing to publishers at these conferences about the miracle of my survival and continued undeserved grace given to me by God through many situations. They all agreed that it was an amazing story. Also, they agreed they were unable to publish it because I was not a celebrity. I could not guarantee a large number of sales of the book. I understood what they were saying. I did not like it, but I understood it.
I had been typing one finger at a time to write my story. Unable to organize or make outlines, I just typed the story. When I first started, I had great problems with word recall but writing was easier than talking. Word check on the lap top is fantastic. I really did not know what I was doing or how to accomplish writing skills I just knew my desire was to share my story of God’s mercy and grace.and it. I sat with my lap top searching, reading and my blog was created. I knew that it was not Gay Nell Olive creating the blog. The name Renewing of Mind and Body originated because I knew without a doubt God was renewing my mind and my body.
As a young person, I was in a speaker’s tournament and I gave a speech on the verse in Romans 12:2, Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to discern what is the good, pleasing, and perfect will of God. I knew God had been with me through my whole life. I had to relearn so much after my strokes. I didn’t even know where passages of scripture were found in the Bible. I was in a body I didn’t know with a mind I didn’t know. The one thing I knew was I was still alive. That meant there was still a purpose for my life. So I just started with eagerness and excitement to try and create a blog. The name to me was evident, RenewingofMindandBody. With God’s help and the Happy Engineers at WordPress answering so many questions, the blog was started.
I thank each of you with much sincerity who have supported me and liked my post. I have had many obstacles, that have made it really difficult at times to continue the blog. But one learns that is what life is all about. We all have trials, difficulties, pain health issues and grief. Knowing that we can rest in the assurance that all things will work out for the best,according to Christ will, is our peace and strength for each day. I know I fail each day to do my best but I have to keep trying. The wonderful thing is, I know with Jesus help, I can and will keep doing all that I can. If I do not, I am dishonoring Him and the day He has given me. This is my first extensive writing attempt to share about myself on the blog.
Fall is here!
Reflecting back to early summer, I remembered taking pictures of my peony bush. I love the peony bloom. This year for the first time, I noticed how beautiful the bloom is as it is loosing all of the petals.
Outer Petals gone
Inside of Peony bloom
Even when all petals are gone the peony bloom is still beautiful. A tribute to the beautiful life lived by a friend of mine.