Dear JesusAs it stands, the adoptive family wants to keep ties with my fiance and his family so that the baby girl grows up knowing him and being loved by him, so that is a blessing. I'm praying it helps to ease the anxiousness my fiance feels over signing away his rights. I'm excited to see where this could lead. It means I start off my married life with a child already in the picture. Some might be threatened by this. I am not. I look forward to helping raise a baby with relish. It will add a facet to mine and my fiance's life.
Thank you for this beautiful baby girl who you have brought into the world to bless and be blessed. Let us always remember she is a gift from you to her families, because she will have several. Help her to grow up healthy, happy, and loved. And as I ask your blessing on her, I also ask your peace for her father who is dealing with tumultuous emotions right now as he makes a decision that will change the course of his life and that of this baby girl. Help him to hold to you and those around him so that he's not facing everything alone. You did not call for us to travel alone, but together that we may bear each others burdens. These things I ask for in your name knowing you are gracious and true to grant them.
I love you, Lord.
My Nerdy Prayer Life
Praying, the nerdy way.
Sunday, April 3, 2016
For the Next Generation
Recently, my fiance found out he was the father of a six month old baby girl. Long story short, the mother of the child broke up with him not long after she found out she was pregnant and cut all ties with him leaving him in the dark. It only recently came to light because the child was being adopted and they were trying to track him down to make sure all the legal bases were covered in him signing over the child for adoption. We met the beautiful girl yesterday, my fiance and I along with his family. She's beautiful and doing quite well under the care of her soon to be adoptive parents. However, that's not to say it is all roses. My fiance is struggling with the sense of him abandoning his child by signing away his rights. We've tried to assure him that abandoning her is the last thing it could be, but it's been very hard for him. So I pray.
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Out of the Boat
Dear Lord Jesus,Today I am dealing with my depression and it has been one of those days in which crying happens a lot. Lately, I've been feeling out of the boat. Caught in a raging storm with no end without a hope in sight. Yet I can know my Lord is never far. He loves me and intercedes for me. While I reside in his hands, nothing can happen he does not ordain. In this I can be sure.
You and I are in a boat. The sky is clear and the water calm. The sun warms. In the boat seems like the perfect place to be. Off the side, one can enjoy the wonders of the water without getting in. This is the way it should be. See the beauty, but remain a safe distance from it for things can be both beautiful and deadly.
The wind picks up and the clouds draw near. Rain begins to lash the deck. The boat tilts and rocks as if it will not stand. You call to me and I have a choice: stay in the boat with you or jump out and try to make it alone. Invariably, I always try to go it alone when the storm comes. This is my mistake. My nature longing for certainty which I can only find in you if I stay in the boat, but I've convinced myself it is safer in the water.
I jump out.
I am not made for the sea alone. Sharks circle. The storm continues. Something nibbles on me and finds my meat sweet. I am in too deep and have only begun. I long for the boat and the sunny weather. Buffeted, I call for help in a voice that seems not to reach. My blood is in the water and danger draws ever closer.
You also draw close.
In you is the power of the greatest heroes, for they are only reflections of you. The storm is yours to command. The sharks. The waves. All hear your voice. I flounder. You whisper, 'I am with you.' The sky lightens. The sharks flee.
I never should have gotten out of the boat, but you do not rebuke me. You soothe me. You offer me safety and a dry towel. The sun returns as I sit exhausted from my feeble attempts. I am reminded, again, how I should never, ever get out of the boat, but I know I will. Again and again, my wandering soul will cast its lot with the sea and you will have to rescue me. It is my nature to leap. It is your nature to love and save. Thank you that is true. Thank you I am never too far away. Thank you.
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