This past Sunday, our pastor gave a message about families. About parental responsibilities. About discipline. It was an excellent message.
He read from I Samuel, chapter 1, where Hannah is just begging God for a baby.
As I sat there, with Eli next to me, I was reminded of a time when I, too, was begging God for a baby.
Many of you know the story of our daughter, Abigail. I can remember so clearly, being on my knees next to our bed, after she died, sobbing and begging God to give us a healthy baby. When I think of how painful those days were, I still cry. Not because it hurts so much now, but I think I cry for the 21 year old me who was hurting so much.
And so, as I listened to the pastor's message, and remembered those days, I looked next to me. And there was Eli. Our answer to incoherent, grief-striken prayers. My eyes just welled up. I couldn't help it. This boy is such a blessing to our family. I can't imagine life without him. And we are so, so grateful that he is in our lives.
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ReplyDeleteLast Sunday I testified in church but couldn't tell my story about my babies without crying. I was determined to tell of the Lord's goodness with my 2 boys, but I wonder if I will ever be able to tell my story publicly without breaking down.
The Lord is faithful.
Sarah
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I have no idea how to change settings to allow full publications to google readers--if you tell me how, I'll do it for you! :)
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