Wonderfully Made

“I don’t know how much he understands about God. But I’ll never stop telling him that he is fearfully and wonderfully made. That his life brings glory to God. That yes, Jesus loves him.” I saw this caption on Facebook one day. A fellow special needs mom had posted it about her son. What simple truths to be instilling in our children. Truths I want Abigail to be reminded of daily!

First, that God made her perfectly. He might have spent a little more time on Abigail. No doctor may be able to tell us why she isn’t ‘normal’. But she was created perfectly – the way God planned. I wouldn’t change a thing about her. Her specialness and uniqueness only add to her vibrant little personality. Abigail is gorgeous. That perfect blonde hair and endless blue eyes. Her joyful spirit and contagious smile. It all adds to her wonderful-ness. I pray she always knows how beautiful she is and finds people who bring out her beauty. Not only on the outside, but I want her to grow beautiful on the inside too with a heart full of joy and an attitude of servant hood. For God did make her wonderfully!

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My beauty

Secondly, that her life has purpose. God created us to glorify Him and to fellowship with Him. No matter her ability in life. No matter what she can or can’t say. No matter if she’s valedictorian or barely graduates high school. No matter if she lives with us her entire life or she marries and has an amazing career. No matter what she does, I want Abigail to know she matters and she was created with purpose. Right now I am telling her story, but soon she will write her own. She is already a small light in this dark world. She brings such joy to people. She brings hope. She brings life. She brings encouragement. She brings passion. Her story is amazing, and her purpose is being laid as you read this. This girl will move mountains!

Last, that she is loved. Not just by me and her family and friends, but she is loved unconditionally by a loving Father. Jordan is an amazing father. He loves his girl so much. At just a day old Abigail broke out with sores on her body. The neonatal doctors came to our room and took our hours old baby for blood work and tests. Jordan had to go with her since I could not. He came back, closed the door to our room and simply cried on my shoulder. It was the first (and almost only) time I have seen my husband cry. He said it was awful watching them draw blood from Abigail. He loved her when she was hours old and that love has only grown more since. But as much as he loves Abigail, she has a Heavenly Father that loves her more. It’s hard for me to fathom more love than the love I have for Abigail. But I want her to know no matter what happens to me and Daddy that Someone else out there loves her, and He has her in the shadow of His wings. That’s actually her life verse I picked for her while I was pregnant. Psalm 17:8, “Keep me the apple of your eye. Hide me in the shadow of your wings.” Jesus loves her this I know!

 

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They were the best napping buddies. Twins from the beginning!

Abigail may not be able to understand anything about God. She may not comprehend salvation. But Abigail can understand that she is beautiful. That she has purpose. And that she is loved. Three foundational truths every single person deserves to know. Not just children, but all of us. These simple truths are hard some days. Even I need the reminder that I am beautiful, that I have a purpose and that I am loved. As humans we are so quick to see the worst in ourselves and others. But today I am here to remind us all that we are all made wonderfully. I pray you know these simple truths today and I pray my precious little girl grows up with these truths implanted in her heart. Abigail is made wonderfully. She has an amazing purpose. And she is so loved! And so are you!!

 

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Carry Me

I carried her inside of me for nine months. I loved being pregnant. Well, after I got past the wanting to die because I was so sick part of it then I loved it. I loved feeling her inside me and watching her wiggle around in there. I really had no problems except for being sick the first trimester. I just remember wondering what Abigail would look like the whole pregnancy. I don’t think either of us expected her to have blonde hair and blue eyes, but I’m so glad she got her daddy’s traits!!

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The day before I was induced. May 7, 2015 – last day pregnant

The first time I had to carry Abigail was hours after she was born. The hospital we had Abigail in transferred you upstairs to a mother/baby room after you finished in the labor and delivery room. They put me in a wheelchair and Jordan handled all our bags. (Our 15 bags we brought because we were so overly prepared – oops!) Then they placed that seven pound little baby in my arms – all swaddled so perfectly as any nurse in that ward can do! I honestly could think nothing else but ‘don’t drop her, don’t drop her’. I was so exhausted from giving birth I didn’t think my arms could hold her much longer. The trip upstairs lasted an eternity with me thinking my ‘hold on to this baby’ mantra the whole way. But we made it. My arms kept her safe the whole way. And now I laugh thinking about how I thought 7 pounds was heavy.
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The awful wheelchair trip. I was so tired!!

Now I still carry Abigail everywhere. I carry her to breakfast and then back upstairs to get dressed. I carry her to and from the car. I carry her so often that I don’t even think about it being odd to have to carry a three year old everywhere you go. It’s amazing how your body adapts to what you need. I am a weakling. I am not scared to admit it because it’s the truth. I have never really worked out a day in my life and I am truly okay if I never do until I die. I love to walk and swim, but the thought of working out sounds awful to me. But I have carried Abigail A LOT in the past three years (and I haven’t even dropped her once – knock on wood.) I have gotten some arm cramps, but my body has slowly adapted to carrying her around. Thankfully she gains weight slowly so my arms have time to adjust to her weight. And I am thankful my little girl is only on the 9th percentile for weight. Could you imagine if she was in the 90th? Maybe God made her small on purpose! That’s what I like to believe at least. Abigail’s weight is different than a normal toddler’s because she doesn’t support herself much at all. She is getting better, but most days she is like carrying around a sack of flour – literally. There’s no help. No give and take. It’s all of me carrying all of her. If you ask her to hold on she will kind of hug your neck for a few seconds before simply just letting go. She is just too trusting. She knows that you won’t drop her. Abigail fully relies on you to do all the work and get her where she needs to go.
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Carrying her in for a doctor’s appointment.

A lot of people say how I’m a good mom or how I always seem to be happy. I guess a lot of people wonder how I can have such a great attitude about having a child with special needs. Maybe people wonder how I can be so confident when we know so little as to why Abigail is the way she is. It’s because, like Abigail, I am also being carried. Full reliance on God has been my motto since college, and it hasn’t failed me yet. But I struggle with it daily! Oh I wish I had a childlike faith. I wish I could be as free and innocent as Abigail. But one thing I do know is that no matter what this life may throw at me, I am being carried. God won’t ever forsake me or make me doubt His goodness. He is Lord and His ways are better than my ways.
I am reminded of that famous poem that used to be so popular, “Footprints in the Sand.” I will post it below for those who need a reminder. But it is very true that in your lowest moments, God is always there. He never promises our lives will be without sorrow, heartbreak and pain. But God promises over and over in the Bible that He would never leave us or forsake us. God taught me a little object lesson once and it has always stuck with me. God always shines brighter when it is darker just as the stars always seem to increase when you get away from the lights. The darkness is often scary and very lonely, but God can show off in the darkness. When you can’t see to guide yourself then it’s time to let God guide you. When you don’t know what step to take, let God lead you. And when you don’t know how you can make it, let God carry you. When you can rely fully on Someone else then all those fears, doubts and worries seem to handle themselves. God won’t ever drop you. He won’t ever let go. Cling to Him, cry to Him, and find comfort in Him as He carries you.
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So glad I get to carry this sweet thing! We love each other so much!!!

Yes, my arms are often full! Between carrying Abigail and her bag and whatever else we may need that day it becomes a juggling act. But I love that my arms are full with a little girl who I can call mine. And God loves when we come to Him too. I know I can carry Abigail better because He has shown me how to be carried. I can love better because He has shown me how to love. And I can be the mother He has called me to be because I find my strength in Him. I am not perfect by any means, and I struggle with these truths daily, but I am learning that dependency on God is good and I am thankful for His never ending presence and His arms of love that carry me onward even when I don’t know what is ahead. At least I am being carried by Someone who will always take me where I need to go.
Footprints in the Sand

“One night I dreamed a dream.
As I was walking along the beach with my Lord.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
One belonging to me and one to my Lord.

After the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that at many times along the path of my life,
especially at the very lowest and saddest times,
there was only one set of footprints.

This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it.
“Lord, you said once I decided to follow you,
You’d walk with me all the way.
But I noticed that during the saddest and most troublesome times of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why, when I needed You the most, You would leave me.”

He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you
Never, ever, during your trials and testings.
When you saw only one set of footprints,
It was then that I carried you.”

Making Lemonade

So many people think it’s the parent that helps his or her special needs child. In so many ways that is true. We are our child’s advocate – his voice when he cannot speak for himself. We fight hard for what he needs. And it often is a fight because people often do not help you. We help our child shine brightly in a world that often does not accept what is different or a little odd. We love when it is hard, and often fight battles no one will know. But I think any special needs parent will tell you that their child has helped them in more ways! I once read a parent of a special needs child say that she does not make lemons out of lemonade her son does. She isn’t changing him at all, he is changing his mother.
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My little girl teaches me every day that this path is good. Even with the shadows there is still sunshine!


As a special needs parent you learn that you are stronger than you ever thought possible! You learn to have patience and your faith has the opportunity to grow by leaps and bounds if you let it. We really are not anything special. We are just parents who love our kids, and like every other parent we just want what is best for them. Sometimes it’s easy to seem excited about your child’s progress, because even tiny new steps are exciting. But other times (a lot of times) this life is draining. Between doctors, tests, surgeries, paperwork, appointments, therapy, and their endless needs – special needs children require a lot of work! It is not always glorious and heaven like.
Every year around Abigail’s birthday is the hardest for me. It should be an exciting time as Abigail is growing older, but it’s tough on my mama’s heart. I try to make each birthday a big deal, and special for her even though she has no idea what is going on. I try to be excited and happy about a new year! But it is hard. This is often the time of year I get the most depressed. Yes, my little girl is another year older, but that means she is getting further and further behind. The clock moves faster than her progress, and it scares me. As Abigail gets older her disability will become more and more evident. It’s cute when she is two and can’t quite talk or walk or isn’t potty trained yet. But what happens when she is 6 or 8 or even 10 and can’t do any of these things still? It won’t be cute anymore. She will be labeled and judged and instead of people coming up and talking to her they will walk by trying to not make eye contact with the special girl in the wheelchair. So each year on her birthday I get a little sad thinking of how my innocent, beautiful girl is growing older in a world that is tough for those who are different.

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Birthday Princess

But like that mom said, having Abigail in my life is making me turn my lemon-like attitude into lemonade. These last few weeks I have had to do a lot of praying and soul searching to not get stuck in my hole of negativity. I want to be Abigail’s biggest cheerleader, and how can I do that if I’m crying about her getting older? But the one Truth that keeps coming back to me is that Jesus was scared of His calling too. God has called me to be a mother to a special needs daughter. That task is daunting and hard, and often I feel unworthy for such a task. But in the garden Jesus was agonized about His calling too. He didn’t want to experience the pain and separation of the cross. He sweated blood he was so agonized with His calling. But He knew this is what He had to do. If Jesus can wrestle with His calling them I know God will allow me to wrestle with mine. He allows us to have fears and doubts. He allows us to feel overwhelmed and uncalled. But it’s how we deal with those emotions that matters. Will we run to God for full reliance on Him or will we try to conquer our mountain by ourselves. Let me give you a hint – we can’t do it alone. Alone we will fail. But when we fully rely on Gods power and strength then he calls us to do things we never thought we could do. He empowers us. He emboldens us. He fills us. He washes away doubt and fear and worry. In Him alone can we face our calling. The journey is lonely many times. But God never leaves us. He always promises His presence! And in the darkness He only shines brighter.

The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance. Psalm 16:6
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. Isaiah 43:2
You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore. Psalm 16:11
You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:13

Seeds of Hope

Gardening is not my thing. I was not born with a green thumb. I have dreams of having plants in my home, but I kill everything. I always wanted a venus fly trap when I was a teenager, so I got one for my birthday one year. I fed it a lady bug and killed it. I did grow some rosemary plants this summer. They were looking great and then I knocked the pots off the windowsill promptly killing those. I do have one plant by my front door that has miraculously not died for six months. I don’t even know what it is, but it’s apparently my perfect plant. I water it when I think about it and do nothing else with it and it’s still growing so I really like it whatever it is.

While gardening is not my thing, it has always been a hopeful dream for me to become a gardener. My dad has always planted a vegetable garden every summer, and I think it’s amazing that such a tiny little seed can grow juicy red tomatoes, and the perfect okra. Plants are amazing things! They start as a tiny seed and with a little bit of water, sunlight, and care they can grow to be ancient oak trees, or food to nourish households, or flowers to add beauty to tables. I know there’s a lot that goes into growing plants that I don’t understand, but the whole process amazes me!

Last year was a season of winter in our household. We had just transitioned to a new home and a new city. We were looking for jobs, a new church, and doctors for Abigail. We were figuring out a new routine and adjusting to leaving behind old friends and finding new ones. It was very quiet and uneventful as the winter season usually is. We were ready for a new season to be upon us, and life to begin again. Jordan would often remind me that ‘this is just a season, Heather.’ Well sometimes a few months can feel very long when you are waiting for things to happen.

But as the new year approached and I began thinking of new goals and dreams I had for 2018, hope came too. Right now this hope is just in tiny little seeds. We have not seen anything mature yet, but God has blessed us with these seeds of hope and I think spring is soon coming for our family. These are some seeds of hope that are being planted in our lives right now:

1.) Jordan thinks he has found a way to begin a teaching career, something he has been wanting for a long time now. He will have to work and study really hard the next few months to accomplish his goals, but if anyone can do it he can! If all works out perfectly he could quit both his retail jobs, be home more, and he would be happier with his career. We are praying big time for the next couple of months to go well.

2.) We had a meeting about Abigail going to preschool in the Fall. I was very hesitant about it before going in, but the ladies at the meeting reassured me about all my doubts and fears, and now I am excited about her starting school. She would have double the therapy time, and be able to socialize with children her age. I just think huge improvements could happen! I’ll be a basket case when she leaves me (it will only be four days a week and half days at that), but I know it will be the best for us both.

3.) We also just met with an equipment guy today, and we are going to apply to get Abigail a stander and a wheelchair she could push herself around in.

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This is the stander will we be getting!

I am so excited to get her these pieces because it will help her so much! Our physical therapist is also considering getting her into leg braces to work on strengthening her legs. There will be a lot of changes for Abigail, but much needed changes to try to help her walk!!!

4.) Abigail has been pulling up on everything lately! Oh, she wants to stand up so bad so I know the fight is in her to gain mobility. She is a crawling machine. Her poor elbows stay carpet burned now because she pulls around so much. I invite her to follow me from room to room instead of carrying her, and she is so good about listening and coming with me. She is also becoming a better communicator, and can tell you when she is done or when she wants something. Her speech is even coming along in its own way. Just so many improvements happening almost over night!

5.) There are so many areas I want to help in and there are so many needs I see. I keep seeing little doors cracking open in front of me. I am praying the right opportunity comes along and that I can see it when it comes. Through things at church and talking to my friends and other moms at therapy my eyes are opened to things that need to happen. I am ready to do more, and I now when the time comes I will be ready to respond.

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We are both so thankful for little seeds of hope (and some warmer weather)!!

So all these little seeds are being planted, and I pray that they take root and grow into huge blessings. Waiting for a garden to grow is hard, but while you are waiting for the fruit to be produced there are so many things you have to do in between. I know we will be busy watering and nurturing these seeds to grow into beautiful blessings this year. I only pray we are good stewards of the things God is blessing us with, and that the fruit will produce new seeds that we can share with others.

I have learned so much in this season of winter that I know will help as the spring time approaches. God has taught me a lot about trials, temptations, doubts, patience, love, self-control, relationships, and so much more. I am thankful that God gives you quieter seasons of life to allow you to learn the things you need to learn before the busier seasons come. I feel prepared and ready for what the days ahead may hold. I know that I will never be done learning and I still have a lot to work on personally, but I also know that I am not alone. And when then seeds begin to take root and grow you better bet that I will be admiring my life with awe and with a very thankful heart!

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Five Prayers for My Daughter

Abigail’s future is a blank slate, and our hopes for her probably look different than an average two year old’s parents’ dreams would be. While most parents pray that their toddlers grow up to be influential, honorable citizens we are over here just hoping her legs will one day work and she will walk. But even though we have no idea what Abigail’s future holds for her I still have five specific prayers for her that are constantly running through my head at any given moment. But I especially pray these prayers over her as she sleeps. There is just something special about sleeping children that makes you know that good things will come.

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Announcing we were having a girl – our Christmas present that year!

1.) I pray she is a servant. I know that’s a weird one, but it’s why we named her Abigail Paige. Her name has servant written all over it, and I only pray she lives up (or should I say down?) to her name. There was an Abigail in the Bible. She saved her husband and family by serving David and being humble in the future king’s presence. And Paige literally means ‘one who serves.’ I want Abigail to be a servant in a world that scorns that idea. I want her to seek humility and serve all she comes in contact with. Oh Lord, let her have a servant’s heart.

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Working hard and getting stronger everyday!

2) I pray for physical and emotional strength for Abigail. She is such a motivated little thing and is so strong in her own way. I pray her strength allows her to go a long ways in life. I pray her little body continues to get stronger day by day. Those muscles are our biggest problems and I think they will continue to get stronger as we continue to work with her. But not only physical strength, but Abigail will need emotional strength too. She’s going to have to overcome a lot as she gets older. I’m sure kids will stare at her or even say things to her as she gets older and goes to school. She has the possibility of being in a wheelchair her whole life. That’s prime staring material. And I know as she becomes more and more aware she will realize that kids are running around and playing and she cannot physically keep up with them. Oh she will need lots of prayers for strength and determination as she conquers all these things.

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Even when she looks different than everyone else, she is still beautiful!

3) I also pray that Abigail remembers she is beautiful and perfect just the way God made her. I’m not sure why God made her so weird, and why her body doesn’t work like normal. But she is still perfect and sweet and I pray she doesn’t look at all she can’t do or compare herself to others. She has so much personality and she can do so much but she just has to remember that. I pray Jordan and I always encourage her to be happy in her own skin and that she is beautiful, smart and important just he way she is.

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This is one of those pictures to put in Abigail’s senior yearbook, but look at that happiness!

4) Abigail has always had such a joyful little personality. She is our sunshine because she brightens up the room. Our physical therapist always says she has an amazing sense of humor. And her laughter is contagious. I pray that this joy sticks with her throughout life. So many people lose their joy as life happens around them. Abigail might have a lot against her, but I want her joy to remain.

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Abigail playing with her cousin. Hopefully they will be lifelong friends.

5) The last prayer is a little odd probably but still a very dear prayer to me. I pray for the people in Abigail’s life to be a benefit and support for her. I want to find a doctor that will support us and help us seek the best for Abigail. I want her therapists to continue to love her and help us learn how to help her best. (Thankfully we have been blessed with amazing therapists that have done this so far and I know it will continue!!) I pray that her teachers will help her grow and will be patient with her as they see her potential. I pray for friends to come along in her life and have fun and can socialize with her. I pray these friends can support one another and live each other unconditionally. I pray for Abigail’s best friend to come along and be bosom buddies as Anne of Green Gables would say because everyone needs a bosom buddy.

These are my top five prayers for Abigail. Of course I pray we find answers one day. I pray we find the right school. I even think about Abigail’s future mate, but honestly I don’t know if she will be married right now. She may always be a home body with her mom and dad at this rate. That’s why praying for future things is hard. We just don’t know.

The one thing I don’t think to pray for is healing. I sooo want Abigail to walk one day. I want her to be a normal kid and run around and talk and sing. But there’s nothing wrong with Abigail. She isn’t broken or messed up. Everyday she progresses forward and that’s what I pray for – progress. Quick fixes are not in our future. Could Abigail wake up tomorrow and walk? Yes, that’s a possibility but more likely we will build to that point if she is capable of walking. Abigail’s progress may be slow and frustrating at times. But my goodness, when she learns a new skill it makes you want to get up and do a jig. We celebrate the small victories here and I like that. Yes, we want our daughter to be normal, but I wouldn’t trade this process for the world. Abigail’s disability is not only shaping her into the person she is becoming, it is shaping me into a new person too. So today these are the prayers I pray for Abigail!

What are some prayers that you pray for your children?

 

When all you have is God

Yesterday we started going to a music class for toddlers in our area. Abigail loves music and our therapist thought this would be a good way for Abigail to have some social interaction with children her age. We showed up and the teacher was terrific! We sat in the circle with about seven other toddlers and their mothers. Well the class got started and in true toddler fashion there was chaos! Kids were running everywhere. Moms were trying to calm screaming boys. And on top of it all there was musical shakers and drums being played. I honestly did not think Abigail was going to make it, but she did. She never jumped or cried. She also did not move a lot, but she sat and watched all of this going on around her. I was so proud of her! Then a mother of a particularly rowdy boy sat beside me and said, “Wow, I wish we could switch kids. She is so calm!” I simply gave her a sympathetic smile and kept singing. How could I tell this perfect stranger that this was huge for my daughter to not be scared to death right now? How could I explain Abigail is not calm, she just cannot move? How could I explain that I wish my daughter was running around and singing on the top of her lungs?  How do I explain that for us to be here with her child is a big step for us? I couldn’t, so I simply smiled and kept trying to keep Abigail calm.

I love my little girl! She is beautiful and wonderful and such a hard worker. She has come so far, and I know she is a fighter. But days like today I wonder why could she not be normal. She has no idea that anything is wrong with her, but she will never be able to play with kids her age. She will always be behind in some way. Having a special needs child is hard and it is lonely. But it is the not knowing for me that drives me crazy. Not knowing what her future holds. The unknown is scary.

No one likes the unknown. No one likes waiting. Whether it is waiting to hear back from a job interview or waiting to hear news about a love one   waiting and not knowing are hard. And we have been in this period of our lives for over two years now. I have asked God why many times. Why us? Why Abigail? I have asked for answers. I struggle with many things, so I have asked for more faith because that is what living in the unknown takes. Tried and true faith.

I do not like faith. I do not like it because to have faith it means you often cannot see. You have to rely on another to guide and lead you. I like to be in charge. I like to be independent and alone. I do not like asking for help and it is hard for me to trust other people. But that is what God requires of us. He requires total obedience and little steps of faith daily. He requires complete surrender and complete trust in Him. But most days I just feel like that dad in the New Testament who cried out to Jesus, “I believe but help me in my unbelief.”

I believe lots of things. I believe God is good. I believe He is love – not that He loves us (He does that too). But that He simply is the embodiment of love itself. I believe God is just, sovereign, merciful and full of grace. I believe He has made One Way for us to receive eternal life through His Son, Jesus. I believe He is holy. I believe God is who the Bible says He is. But I question His ways. I doubt His goodness. I do not understand His purposes. That is where I need faith. When I have a hundred questions that cannot be answered I must have faith in what I do know. And what I do know is that God is the God of gods and King of kings. He has this whole world in His hands and in the end He is the victor. He has defeated sin, death and Hell itself and I will follow Him no matter what. Because while my faith may be small, my God is big!!

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My God Story on Prayer

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This picture was taken on this day exactly three years ago. There isn’t anything too fancy or exciting about it. Before having Abigail my mom and I made it our annual mother/daughter time to go see Beth Moore or Priscilla Shirer at one of their conferences nearby. Side note, we are going to start that tradition again this November and I’m so excited about our little weekend together full of encouragement!! But this was our trip to Warner Robbins, GA to see Priscilla share with a local church there. We knew no one and honestly I have no idea what Priscilla even talked about that weekend.

No, this picture isn’t about the conference itself. It’s about one small moment that happened there that will stick with me forever. During one of the breaks we were just sitting in our chairs talking with each other and a lady who had been sitting a few chairs down from me came over and sat beside me. She asked where we were from and the get to know you questions. But it’s what she said next that amazed me. This lady’s name was Nina. That’s all I know. I don’t remember where she is from, but I do remember her face. She looked right at me and told me that she was going to be praying for Jordan and me. I had just told her a had gotten married in February so I was only 6 months married at this point. She said she just felt the need to come tell me that everything was going to be okay and that no matter what we faced the Lord would be with us because He had some big plans in store for us. She promised to keep Jordan and me in her prayers in the coming days and then she went back to her own seat. We never saw her or talked to her again, and the whole conversation was less than 10 minutes. But Nina did something amazing that day, she was the first to pray for our family of three.

The conference was August 22, 2014 from the doctor’s calculations Abigail was probably conceived around August 18th, but we would not find out I was pregnant until Jordan’s birthday on September 8. So, as this complete stranger was telling me something was going to happen in my life and she would be praying for Jordan and I, neither of us even knew a tiny miracle was already forming inside of me. Nina was the first to pray for my baby whether she knew it or not. She listened to the prompting of God to come talk to a total stranger and God allowed her to be the first person in my life to pray over Abigail.

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Our twenty week sonogram when we found out she was a girl. We instantly knew her name would be Abigail Paige, the apple of our eye.

We have had countless people praying for Abigail and for us, and we are so appreciative for every prayer, kind word and encouragement that has been poured over us. But I am thankful God still speaks to the hearts of His people. I’m thankful Nina listened and came over to pray for us. And today I hope that you and I listen for God’s still, small promptings and that when He reminds us to pray for someone we will take the time to pray. You may have no idea what the person needs or is going through, but if God puts someone on your heart it’s for a reason. I had no idea I was even pregnant then, but God knew that little baby inside me needed all the prayers she could get so three years ago He sent us Nina to pray for us! Our God is good.

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***This made me giggle. The two hashtags I used on Instagram when I posted this picture were ‘Mommie time’ and ‘ready to be filled.’ Maybe I did know something was coming hahaha