April 19 - God's Sovereignty and Me
Thank God His character does not change. My God's greatness, strength, and might as well as his love and mercy are dependent on nothing. How many times have we acted like He is love and mercy only when things are going well with us? It seems right for us to be perplexed as to why God allows awful things to happen to us. If we are really living in light of an understanding of God's character, those moments will only be moments as we remember to rest on the truth of what our heavenly father is really like.
Yes Henry does not fit the profile of a baby with hydrocephalus but the results of the MRI were indisputable. In order to keep him symptom free, he will have surgery on Thursday at 7:00am. God is still so great, so strong and so mighty but I can not dictate how he will reveal any aspects of His character. We are praying that Henry's condition will not require a shunt. If the doctor is certain he can open the passage way without nicking a major artery using a shunt will be avoided. Please pray for a good outcome.
I confess as I hold Henry and he embraces me with his eyes locked on mine or he laughs at my dramatic attempts to amuse him or he stops crying as he seems to be charmed by my often off key singing, I resist the desire to scoop him up and run off. He seems so normal and yet this hidden condition only revealed by these marvelous medical machines, could sap his life.
In only seven months this little guy has revealed much of his personality. He is an integral part of our lives. His five year old sister Grace a short time ago had to be cautioned by her mom not to be so overwhelming with Henry. She had a hard time understanding how much pressure her big sister frame could place on her baby brother. Recently she was copying the adults in her life as she leaned in close to him, smiling broadly as she repeated things like "Who's a big man?" From her mother's perspective Grace looked like she was again pressing too hard and so Jessica instructed her to back off. As soon as she did and left Henry's side he began to cry. Jessica then urged Grace to return to his side. As soon as he caught sight of her, Henry's cries became giggles. Her presence which looked like a threat was really a delight to her brother.
When I had breast cancer I was scared at the thought of being on an operating table, laid out vulnerable before a group of people I did not know. Then I realized that no, I was not vulnerable before the medical staff, not really. I was vulnerable before God. I could not run away from Him or hide from Him. He was as much in charge as I waited for surgery as He had been every day of my life.
Isn't this also true of Henry at his young age? God was in charge of if and when he was conceived. God was there for every up and down of his time in utero. God allowed Steve to return from Uganda to welcome his new grandchild. God kept him safe in the arms of everyone who has held him. Now God will be in charge of that surgery as well as encouraging all those involved. Whether our days are dramatic and tension filled, or ordinary, filled with the dailiness of living, God is the one in charge and in living by that truth we find God's glory and our good.
Yes Henry does not fit the profile of a baby with hydrocephalus but the results of the MRI were indisputable. In order to keep him symptom free, he will have surgery on Thursday at 7:00am. God is still so great, so strong and so mighty but I can not dictate how he will reveal any aspects of His character. We are praying that Henry's condition will not require a shunt. If the doctor is certain he can open the passage way without nicking a major artery using a shunt will be avoided. Please pray for a good outcome.
I confess as I hold Henry and he embraces me with his eyes locked on mine or he laughs at my dramatic attempts to amuse him or he stops crying as he seems to be charmed by my often off key singing, I resist the desire to scoop him up and run off. He seems so normal and yet this hidden condition only revealed by these marvelous medical machines, could sap his life.
In only seven months this little guy has revealed much of his personality. He is an integral part of our lives. His five year old sister Grace a short time ago had to be cautioned by her mom not to be so overwhelming with Henry. She had a hard time understanding how much pressure her big sister frame could place on her baby brother. Recently she was copying the adults in her life as she leaned in close to him, smiling broadly as she repeated things like "Who's a big man?" From her mother's perspective Grace looked like she was again pressing too hard and so Jessica instructed her to back off. As soon as she did and left Henry's side he began to cry. Jessica then urged Grace to return to his side. As soon as he caught sight of her, Henry's cries became giggles. Her presence which looked like a threat was really a delight to her brother.
When I had breast cancer I was scared at the thought of being on an operating table, laid out vulnerable before a group of people I did not know. Then I realized that no, I was not vulnerable before the medical staff, not really. I was vulnerable before God. I could not run away from Him or hide from Him. He was as much in charge as I waited for surgery as He had been every day of my life.
Isn't this also true of Henry at his young age? God was in charge of if and when he was conceived. God was there for every up and down of his time in utero. God allowed Steve to return from Uganda to welcome his new grandchild. God kept him safe in the arms of everyone who has held him. Now God will be in charge of that surgery as well as encouraging all those involved. Whether our days are dramatic and tension filled, or ordinary, filled with the dailiness of living, God is the one in charge and in living by that truth we find God's glory and our good.
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