'Nuff said.We're anxious to have Carlee and Nathan home. Please pray that the fluid will drain quickly, because they've already been gone over two weeks and they were hoping to be home before now. They can't come though, until her tube is out and she's been monitored for two days without it. It's discouraging for everyone that this process is so slow and she's not healing more quickly. Carlee needs an extra amount of God's grace and His peace right now. But I think things will be better when they're home, and we're praying that it will be very soon.
Being around a baby boy this Christmas season has given me a lot more perspective. I look at the helpless little one who has to concentrate with all his effort just to reach out a grab a toy he wants, and I think, "God, whose hands formed the universe, became like this? Completely dependent on human mother and father to feed him and clothe him and give him proper care?" How could God Almighty be vulnerable?
I wonder what Your thought
As You stepped down from Your throne,
To become a tiny embryo
Inside a woman's womb.
The Father-Son communion
In an instant torn apart,
And the only thing you could hear
Was your mother's beating heart.
The Timeless One, inhabiting
All of eternity,
Developing too slowly
For the human eye to see.
The hand of God that kindled stars
And hung the earth on space
At once too uncoordinate
To reach and touch His mother's face.
I wonder what Your Father thought
As He formed your tiny feet:
Their pedestal was once the globe...
...Soon filthy from the street.
And I wonder if Your Father cried
When He saw Your newborn face,
That would one day be so bloody-
Plucked and spit on in disgrace.
And when you cried from hunger,
Did He want to make it end?
Did His heart break with the weight
Of the great Gift He'd had to send?
Oh precious Jesus; humble Lord,
Who are we that You'd do this?
To rescue traitors' souls You'd stoop
To leave Your throne; Your bliss?
~DCS
