Run With Sparkle

This morning I woke up to a sick baby boy.  After sending Isaiah and Moriah to Sunday School, I sat down to hear from the Lord until the Radiate Service started.  Consumed by the thought that we may all be sick for Christmas, I looked up "no more sickness" in my online concordance.  What came up was a message of hope for me and I pray  it brings you hope as well ... Revelation 21:3-8-   And I heard a loud voice from the throne, saying, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is among men, and He will dwell among them , and they shall be His people, and God Himself will be among them ,   and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be  any  death; there will no longer be  any  mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away.” Exodus 25:8  "Then have them make a sanctuary for me, and I will dwell among them . Exodus 29:45  Then I will dwell among the Israelites and be their God ....

Sitting at the feet of Jesus....this is where it all begins.  Today has the potential of a fear-filled day.  But, I have experienced a life, days, moments without fear so, with all that is in me, I am going to fight for fearlessness.  As I sit at the feet of Jesus, He gently whispers His love to me.  And, in that love, the fear is gone.  He's got our backs, He's got my kids, their schooling, their friendships, their choices, the things they see & hear. He's got it all and He cares about it all.  He loves my little family of Doyles even more than I can imagine.  In that truth and promise, I will rest today. A day that threatens fear and failure, yet in His love and power, I will rest.

She is my pink and purple, all girl, princess loving, baby cuddling, boy kicking miracle.  Everyday she seems to get sweeter and yet more stubborn at the same time.  She is my miracle.  I never believed that God would give me a girl.  Somewhere along the way I convinced myself that I was too messed up to raise a Proverbs 31, woman of Faith girl...no, I figured that with all of my obsessive compulsive behavior, body-obsession, and self-consciousness that God wouldn't LET me have a little girl.  Then, in a moment, during the Ultra Sound, the doctor said, "It's a girl...yep, definitely a girl!"  Part of me still didn't want to believe it...doctors can be wrong about this sort of thing...but, I felt so happy.  I wondered everyday what she was going to be like, look like, how on earth I was going to raise her to be the woman God wants her to be.  Then, sweetly, gently, just like my precious He...