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Stubborn

We have a stubborn baby on our hands. She really doesn't like the monitor too much and moves away when they try to get a good read of her heartbeat. It's there and it's strong and I can feel her moving but she doesn't seem to like it. (Which makes me wonder what the sound waves really sound like to her.)

I started thinking though. How many times are we like that? We find discomfort from things and so we run from them.

But we don't see the big picture. We don't see that this discomfort is to make sure we're strong enough.

My little Beanie Baby doesn't realize that we're just wanting to make sure she's ok anymore than I understand some of the things I'm going through. Sometimes I can look back and see the reasons, sometimes I can't. But just because I can't see the reason doesn't mean there wasn't one.

Tommy's new part time job didn't start right away like we expected it to... but that meant last week because we'd already notified customers we'd be closed on Mondays and Tuesdays Tommy and I were able to get the nursery ready and the study converted to a guest bedroom for our mothers to stay in when they come up to help. We were frustrated that he wouldn't be starting on Saturday... until we found ourselves in the hospital.

I don't always know how the pieces of my life fit- and it can be frustrating- and like this little baby I sometimes try to move away from the confusion. Sometimes the discomfort might be there to warn me that I'm heading in the wrong direction but sometimes it might be there for reasons that I just can't see.

I was reading Isaiah 40 yesterday. I was familiar with the end which tells of rising on wings like eagles and running without growing weary... but there were other verses that stood out to me as I was reading it this time.


Isaiah 40

10 See, the Sovereign LORD comes with power,
and his arm rules for him.
See, his reward is with him,
and his recompense accompanies him.

11 He tends his flock like a shepherd:
He gathers the lambs in his arms
and carries them close to his heart;
he gently leads those that have young.


12 Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand,
or with the breadth of his hand marked off the heavens?
Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket,
or weighed the mountains on the scales
and the hills in a balance?

13 Who has understood the mind of the LORD,
or instructed him as his counselor?


14 Whom did the LORD consult to enlighten him,
and who taught him the right way?
Who was it that taught him knowledge
or showed him the path of understanding?


I needed verse 11. I need that gentle leading while I carry (and care for) this young one. There are times in my life that I need to be pushed harder and further... but right now I need the Good Shepard to gently lead me where He wants me to go. I always need reminders of verse 13- we are not always meant to understand God- and that's ok- we don't always need to.

This stubborn baby... well so far it's looking like she takes after me on that trait :)

Comments

Stacey said…
"Just because I can't see the reason doesn't mean there wasn't one." Amen to that, sister.
Keeping you in my prayers while you are in the hospital and for the duration of your pregnancy!

I love that verse 11. It is so precious to me.
Holly said…
She's saying "quit bugging me!" lol You're so right about just b/c you can't see a reason doesn't mean their isn't one. Sometimes we may never know this side of Heaven. But all things have a purpose.
Kara's Mom said…
Great verses - thanks for sharing. I'm so glad you're doing well and hope your best rest is gradually reduced to normal activity. God bless and take care! xxoo
Mary said…
It is incredibly hard to see the reasons for why God does what he does in such tragedies. I still wonder but I just have to trust HIM.

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