After the Waiting, Comes the Good News!

My darkest time was April 19, 2011. The pain stung raw and deep.

BrooklynThree weeks earlier, I was on hospital bedrest, pregnant with triplets. At 29 weeks, I went into labor and our triplets were born, weighing 2.5 pounds each. As I looked at their tiny bodies covered in tubes, I felt both overjoyed and shocked.

Three weeks later, on April 19th, the doctor told us our middle daughter, Brooklyn, had contracted a life-threatening infection that was quickly killing her intestine.

She laid there in her isolette with a swelled belly, helpless. I couldn’t touch her or hold her. Every day, I would put my hands on the isolette and sing, “I Love you, Lord,” over and over. I didn’t know what else to do.

The doctors told us to stay at the Ronald McDonald House to be closer since they didn’t know how much longer she had. I remember standing in that room, doing what I could to breathe and take the next step.

The phone rang as we stood in that barren room. The doctor said Brooklyn’s intestine had perforated. The infection was spreading and she needed surgery immediately to try to save her.

My piercing screams carried through the hallway as my husband held me up. The weakest moment of my life.

After Brooklyn had surgery to remove the infected segment of intestine, we waited.

I think about Jesus’ followers witnessing his sufferings on the cross; waiting in that empty place for the resurrection moment. I think about the emotions that must have ripped through their hearts.

We continued waiting. Waiting to see if my daughter would make it.

Each time we spoke with the nurses, I hoped for any word of improvement, but there were none.

The surgeon told us our daughter was getting sicker. If they didn’t take her into surgery again and try anything, she wouldn’t make it.

Brooklyn was fast asleep in her incubator as the nurses rolled her down the hall. They stopped before the double doors to give us a moment with her. My husband and I looked into the incubator at our three-pound, baby girl, and Brooklyn’s courageous eyes opened for a few seconds and met ours. It was a beautiful moment branded in my heart.

I told her, “Jesus is going to heal you, Brooklyn. You are strong and you can do this. We love you.”

They wheeled her through the double doors into surgery.

During those grueling hours in the waiting room, we poured our hearts out to the Lord for our baby girl.

I wonder about the tears, pain, and prayers that rose from the souls of Jesus’ disciples and family as they waited for Jesus to rise.

fullsizeoutput_912cAfter a few weeks, Brooklyn started showing improvement and the nurses told us, “Brooklyn is a miracle baby.”

Brooklyn fully recovered and is now a thriving nine-year-old. A few weeks later, my son, got the same intestinal infection. But, after surgery, he recovered quickly. I am so grateful to the Lord for healing Bates and Brooklyn.

The pain we went through has not left my heart. I think of those of you with a different outcome, and I hurt for you. I think of those experiencing difficulty as I write this sentence. I don’t know what pains your heart so deeply it physically hurts when your mind wanders there. But I know Jesus meets you when you call out to him, in whatever way you are capable of doing.

Those agonizing days between Jesus’ death and resurrection were full of darkness, pain and longing, but light and hope would soon prevail. Jesus would not be defeated; He would be lifted high.

If you are in that hard, middle place waiting for your resurrection moment, it is at hand.

The Lord’s redeeming promise is waiting for you, if you reach out to him.

The Lord raised Jesus out of the darkest places this world has ever seen, and he will do the same for you.

I have never felt more pain and weakness as I did during that time.
When I didn’t have strength to walk, words to speak, thoughts to think, Jesus carried me.
When I was with my daughter, speechless, the Lord sang a song of praise through me.

I reached through the darkness and gripped Jesus’ hand, and he brought us through it.

Jesus’ followers and family mourned for a time, but they rejoiced on that third day, celebrating his resurrection.

In whatever place you’re in, reach for Jesus.

He can redeem you and set you free.

For the greatest miracle of all has happened – He has risen!

“Put your hope in the Lord, for with the Lord is unfailing love and with him is FULL Redemption.” Psalm 130:7

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.” Jesus (Matthew 7:7-8)

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[Previously published by ForEveryMom.]

 

 

Good Friday & Easter Activity! ❤️

Hi, there! I’m sending this email early this week to share a wonderful Easter Activity you can do Friday. It’s from Courtney DeFeo’s book, “In this House We Will Giggle”:

1. Tie two sticks together to make a cross.
2. On Good Friday, you and your kiddos write down some of your sins- ways you have not loved God or others. Tape them on the cross (we taped them backwards to keep it between each of us & God).
3. Easter morning before your kids are awake, throw the papers away so they only see the cross.
4. This is a great visual to explain to our kids that when we believe in Jesus, we are forgiven of ALL our sins and can be with him forever. Jesus took our sins upon himself when he died on the cross. But the good news is that he rose three days later, giving us life now and forever with him! ❤️
Thank you, Lord! Happy Easter to each of you.
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Jesus knew what awaited Him.

But He still rode into Jerusalem.

Jesus rode on, with crowds before and behind Him, shouting, “Blessed is He who comes in the Name of the Lord.”

Jesus knew what awaited, yet he persevered.

Because of His love for us – His eyes set on things above.

Jesus knew the pain he would endure, yet, he rode on.

Even through the darkness, He rode on.

Jesus saw hope.

He knew the joy set before Him – the gift of Eternal Life that would come to all who call on Him through giving His life and rising that third day, so he rode on.

Lord,
as we are in this place of waiting,
help us remember how Jesus waited.
How in darkness, uncertainty, and anguish,
Jesus turned his heart to you.
He set his eyes on you.
He set his mind on you.
And, He kept going. Lord, help us do that also.
Thank you, Jesus, for persevering, and that we can have life now and forever with You because of it.

In Jesus’ Name, amen.


What a story to share with our children – when Jesus was in anguish, he prayed. And, he kept going because he “knew the joy set before Him.”

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