As I begin this month of intentional gratitude, I'm overwhelmed. I have so many blessings that it's difficult to know where to kick off! But, today I'm choosing beauty. I'm thankful for the beauty of God's earth! Whether I have my feet in the sand at sea level, standing at 10K feet above looking over the handiwork of our Creator, or viewing my lovely home state, I'm thankful for what I can see. psalm 96:11-12 Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad; let the sea resound and all that's in it. Let the fields be jubilant and everything in them, let all the trees of the forest sing for joy. #intentionalgratitude #beautyoftheearth #givepraise #november #jekyllisland #bloodmountain #amishcountry #pennsylvaniaisbeautiful
The warmth from the August sun absorbed by the concrete blocks of the parking garage of the Allegheny General Hospital was not enough to ward off the chill that David and I felt as we clung together. Clinging like shipwrecked survivors to a dinghy --quite sure we were NOT ready to face the storm of the diagnosis just given to us by the doctor. An ultrasound is usually a happy event, that first peek at the life not yet seen. But not that day. The grim face of the physician spoke volumes, even in his silence. They suggested that we terminate and quickly as "he" was already 23 weeks. We walked away knowing that God, in His sovereignty, could redeem even this, but in my flesh, I was terrified. We had no further ultrasounds. The months passed agonizingly slow, yet somehow they flew by. David named him Zachary because the name meant, "remembered by God." We were extremely protective of this potential diagnosis and with the exception of a few close friends ...
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