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Ordinary moms living on Prayer, the Bible, and Jesus!

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“For This Child I Prayed”


It’s hard to believe but my little boy turned 2 yesterday! It has been a fast two years. It has also been two years of learning to trust that the Lord knows what is best for my little boy.

In January of 2013 God blessed our family with our first boy. We were overjoyed! After two girls, I knew I was entering new territory, but I was excited to see what God was going to do with my son.

I didn’t have to wait very long. When he was 7 months old, his pediatrician was concerned because he wasn’t gaining weight as he should. I was nursing him and was waiting to start him on baby food because he seemed content and was sleeping well at night. Our pediatrician wanted him supplemented with formula and for him to have some blood tests. When some of his blood test numbers came back slightly abnormal, the pediatrician wanted him tested for cystic fibrosis and also checked for kidney problems.

I don’t think I have ever been as afraid as I was the night before his cystic fibrosis test. I don’t think I’ve ever prayed so hard. When he was given the cystic fibrosis test the next day, it came back normal as did the kidney tests. To say the least, we were relieved.

In the next months he continued to grow as a healthy little boy should. This past fall my mother-in-law asked my husband if we were concerned about our little boy’s speech as he wasn’t saying any words other than making baby babbling noises. Once again, he has been such a content little boy, and this hadn’t concerned us. Recently, we took him to his pediatrician and asked about our speech concerns. At the time, he had an ear infection which the pediatrician said could affect his hearing and speech. We are set to go back at the end of February for a recheck of his ears and from there we’ll decide if he needs to see a hearing specialist or perhaps even a speech therapist in the future.

I have to admit as a mother I struggled (still do) for a time, worried about my little boy, BUT God has been faithful even when I was fearful. He has used these situations in my life for me to see my need of praying more specifically for my children and their needs.

I remember how I prayed in the spring of 2012 for a son and found out a couple months later I was expecting. When I found out that fall I was going to have a boy, I wondered just what plan God had for this special answer to prayer. I’m just getting a glimpse now of the plan God has for my little boy.

So many times as parents we think God gives us children for what we will teach and train THEM about Him, but God gives us children so often for what He wants to teach US as parents about Himself.

God loves my little boy. He gave him an infectious laugh that fills my days with such joy. God knows why he isn’t talking much yet. God has all the details worked out. I need to wait and trust Him as those things unfold in HIS time. I can rest knowing He will give me strength for whatever lies ahead. I am so thankful I serve a God Who loves my little boy so much more than I do!

“For this child I prayed; and the LORD hath given me my petition which I asked of Him:” -I Sam. 1:27

“And therefore will the LORD wait, that He may be gracious unto you, and therefore will He be exalted, that He may have mercy upon you: for the LORD is a God of judgment: blessed are all they that wait for Him.” -Isa. 30:18

“Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Thee: because He trusteth in Thee.” -Isa. 26:3Praying woman hands

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The Person in the Front Seat

I have one little worrier in my pack of small children. They can all be emotional and upset at times. But I have one who worries, and worries! If we are headed to storytime at the library, he starts worrying. “Can I stay with you?” “I want to sit right beside you!” “Do I have to do the craft?” … all in a super-whiny voice.

I recently drove 5 hours with all 4 kids (I still feel proud and grown up!) to stay with my mom for a few days. At their church one evening, they had a youth night for children of all ages. My oldest, non-worrying son wanted to go, so we went. On the way there, the little worrier in the back seat kept asking the Mom in the front seat worry-type questions about the evening.

“Can I stay with you the whole time?” “Do I have to play games?” “Will you be in the same room with me?”… all in a super-whiny voice.

I gently tried to reassure him that it would be fun, I would be right with him, and he would love playing the games. But he just kept on, and on.

I finally said, “I am bigger than you, and I know what this evening is going to be like. You will be fine. You need to trust me! I have it all figured out, so stop worrying!”

Then he fell asleep.

Immediately as I said those words, the Lord pointed that little finger right back at me. How many times have I worried about a situation beyond my control? How many times have I tried to ask or tell God what I need Him to do? How many times have I asked for His reassurance, although He has promised His presence over, and over again?!

It was like Jesus said to me, from the front seat, “I am bigger than you, and I know what your life is going to be like. You will be fine. You need to trust me! I have it all figured out!”

Just remember, dear moms, that the Lord is bigger than we are, and He has it all figured out.

❤ Joy

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Noises in the Night

Noises in the NightThe children were finally settled in bed. The young men had returned from work. We were tired. The coffee pot was set to brew at 5:45 am. The machines I use consistently were turned on – the dishwasher, the washer and/or dryer.  My husband had already checked on a previous noise that had concerned me. We were comfortable under the warm covers. I was reading. My husband opened his eyes to see me staring toward the bathroom in a frozen state and asked what was the matter? I asked if he heard that noise? He calmly said it was the refrigerator (that makes very loud noises noticed when the house is quiet). I knew it wasn’t. Finally, he heard it two or three times, and got up again to see what it was. Of course, it stopped. Back in bed… now, we both knew it was coming from the bathroom. Realizing, it probably wasn’t a harmful alert, my husband was more interested in rest. I was not alarmed anymore, but could not sleep wondering what it was. I snooped around the bathroom and hoped it would sound again enough times for my ears to discover the source.  I had scouted out all the little boys’ toys that make baths an army battleground or a used car lot… or so I thought. I missed looking at the drain. It was a policeman figure saying something intermittently, which echoed into the drain pipe. This brightly resounding noise was that of this policeman’s muffled words!

We surely enjoyed a laugh! I do not know where this guy came from, but I surely know he’s at our house now!

This little experience reminds me of how noises in the night do startle us – even us big people.  When our little ones come to us with concerns about noises, they are ultimately wanting to feel safe and secure. As parents, we do our best to scope out the noise and calm their hearts.

Life in this world is very noisy. We often hear noises that alarm us even in the daytime. The news media keeps us abreast of the choices people make. Money or morals? Profits or principles? Crime or conscience? “Healthcare management” or “humans matter?” Education-a fine privilege or a funding project? The current economy increases financial challenges to many families. Freedoms are being threatened. Our country is facing sore consequences in her departure from the Hand that made her great. Illness and death are not respecters of persons or plans. An uncertain road or an unexpected change can cause us to hold our breath, with our eyes wide open, and to stop in our tracks.  We can easily hear these “noises” of our day and be rattled with fear. It is not wrong to be afraid initially, but we must not dwell in fear. Just as our children come to us when “things go bump in the night,” we must take our fears to our Heavenly Father. In His presence, there is peace. The promises of His Word give us hope.  Hope in God is our safety and security.

Did you hear a noise?

Run and go tell your Father! He will take care of you!

♥ Jeri Lynn

Psalm 146Praise ye the Lord. Praise the Lord, O my soul. While I live will I praise the Lord: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being. Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help. His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish. Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God: Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth truth for ever: Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The Lord looseth the prisoners: The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind: the Lord raiseth them that are bowed down: the Lord loveth the righteous: The Lord preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. The Lord shall reign for ever, even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the Lord.”