Its Raining!
Its raining outside. I enjoy the rain, especially if I can be inside, curled up with nice cup of hot coffee or chocolate. Its the first rain of the season and this first rain always takes me back to one of the most trying times I have ever endured, and as well to the marvelous grace that God affords during those times.
The date was September 25, 1991; my nearly 9 year old daughter had just been diagnosed with cancer, she had undergone surgery to remove her kidney, and it was the day she would begin chemotherapy. I recall sitting in the hospital room with my daughter and reading to her from the Book of Psalms, as I had determined that I would read 5 Psalms a day, hoping for comfort and claiming the promise in Proverbs 4:20-22 which says, "My son, attend to my words; incline thine ear unto my sayings. Let them not depart from thine eyes; keep them in the midst of thine heart. For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh."
On that particular day I read Psalm 68 and what a comfort it was to me as I read verse 9 that states, "Thou, O God, didst send a plentiful rain, whereby thou didst confirm thine inheritance, when it was weary." The reason that verse meant so much to me on that particular day was for two reasons: 1. There had been a draught, so the first rain was a blessing in itself; and 2. because the rain (on the first day of my daughter's chemo) confirmed my inheritance. The Bible teaches that "Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord..." God was confirming that He had given me my children - He was in control.
This past Mother's Day we awarded the Mother of the Year award to a young mom in our church that has a 9 year old daughter that had been diagnosed with cancer; having lived through the same trial I know how she felt and what she was going through. I was asked to make the presentation and the Lord gave me the words to the following poem.
Dreams of a future without pain or tears
Visions of hope for a life without fears
Willing to give, to spend, and be spent
To secure that your life can be all that God meant
Sleepless nights, tireless days, lasting year after year
Is all part of the life that a mother holds dear
Desiring for you all of life’s best
Doing her part, trusting God for the rest
And when trials arise, beyond her control
Her broken heart only God can console
As she prays for your life, for all to be well
Always remember what words cannot tell
Only your mother carries you from the start
For a time at her bosom, everyday in her heart.
Today as it rains I am reminded that God has confirmed my inheritance. I am thankful for the health that my daughter enjoys living here, for the everlasting life that has been promised, and for the glorious Word of God that gives comfort in our times of trial. I am thankful for the dear young gal in our church that today is cancer free! Thank you Lord for the rain.
Have a wonderful day!
The date was September 25, 1991; my nearly 9 year old daughter had just been diagnosed with cancer, she had undergone surgery to remove her kidney, and it was the day she would begin chemotherapy. I recall sitting in the hospital room with my daughter and reading to her from the Book of Psalms, as I had determined that I would read 5 Psalms a day, hoping for comfort and claiming the promise in Proverbs 4:20-22 which says, "My son, attend to my words; incline thine ear unto my sayings. Let them not depart from thine eyes; keep them in the midst of thine heart. For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh."
On that particular day I read Psalm 68 and what a comfort it was to me as I read verse 9 that states, "Thou, O God, didst send a plentiful rain, whereby thou didst confirm thine inheritance, when it was weary." The reason that verse meant so much to me on that particular day was for two reasons: 1. There had been a draught, so the first rain was a blessing in itself; and 2. because the rain (on the first day of my daughter's chemo) confirmed my inheritance. The Bible teaches that "Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord..." God was confirming that He had given me my children - He was in control.
This past Mother's Day we awarded the Mother of the Year award to a young mom in our church that has a 9 year old daughter that had been diagnosed with cancer; having lived through the same trial I know how she felt and what she was going through. I was asked to make the presentation and the Lord gave me the words to the following poem.
Dreams of a future without pain or tears
Visions of hope for a life without fears
Willing to give, to spend, and be spent
To secure that your life can be all that God meant
Sleepless nights, tireless days, lasting year after year
Is all part of the life that a mother holds dear
Desiring for you all of life’s best
Doing her part, trusting God for the rest
And when trials arise, beyond her control
Her broken heart only God can console
As she prays for your life, for all to be well
Always remember what words cannot tell
Only your mother carries you from the start
For a time at her bosom, everyday in her heart.
Today as it rains I am reminded that God has confirmed my inheritance. I am thankful for the health that my daughter enjoys living here, for the everlasting life that has been promised, and for the glorious Word of God that gives comfort in our times of trial. I am thankful for the dear young gal in our church that today is cancer free! Thank you Lord for the rain.
Have a wonderful day!
How dare you allude to my age by saying I was nearly 9 in 1991?! :0) When I saw the title for your TT, I knew already what story you were going to tell. The other day, I was starting to feel old-ish, almost 30- my goodness! But I decided to be like your friend, and praise the Lord for every year, God has given me! God is good! Love you, Mom!
ReplyDeleteIf it any consolation I'll tell my age - I'll be 52 this week! Thankful for each day I receive! Love you too Kellie!
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