Monday, June 02, 2008

Hope's Angels


intransitive verb

1: to cherish a desire with anticipation <hopes for a promotion>

2archaic : TRUST

transitive verb

1: to desire with expectation of obtainment

2: to expect with confidence

When you are expecting a baby, you hope for a healthy baby. You prepare for your new baby with everything you believe you will need, material wise. No doubt you will be handed items from friends and family, who no longer need or use them. You will be amazed at the items, clothing, equipment that this tiny little bundle will come into the world with, that you had absolutely no idea you would just need. And you will need everything. And more.

You have prepared the room; just the right colors; now for the third time. The crib is in place; again. Everything is so beautiful. Nothing can possibly go wrong; just need to wait, wait, wait.....

Then the day finally comes, the day, it seems, that everyone has been waiting for. They all ask when the baby is coming - no matter where you are. The store, church, work, they all seem to be curious about babies. But you have been waiting the longest to meet this perfect little person; this part of you that God has prepared for you. And today, you will meet - together.

But something is different. Something about this meeting isn't - perfect. Everyone around you is suddenly rushed and quiet at the same time; and so is your baby. quiet

"But it's not supposed to be this way!" you demand.

"But, it is." He answers. In a still small voice.

You cry the tears back, and pretend not to hear Him. "She is perfect. I made her for you. She is going to need extra-special care. Take good care of her." You don't want to listen then.

But as she grows and blossoms and blooms, you learn how right He was; she is perfect. She is the way He wanted her to be, and how can I argue with His greatness? Afterall, she will know no sorrow. She is a truly beautiful and gentle child of God.

Psalm 139:14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and my soul knoweth right well.

Yesterday, she was in a recital for Hope's Ambassadors, which she is one of. Let me explain: The entire group is called Hope Network, which includes the kids and parents. The parents get together and gripe and stuff that grown-ups do. During the week, the little kids, the "angels" get together and dance and stretch and sing with their hands; and then the "ambassadors" are the teens and older, come and basically do the same.

Yesterday was the recital; and it was so awesome that I was just about brought to tears. And so was everyone else that attended.

How adorable are they? They were keeping time. Ok, I must be completely honest here, Lexi wasnt so, ummm, much of a participant. But she was there with her peers and it was just awesome to see them, and her. It was amazing to see how simple it is to worship our Saviour. Not just children. Look deeper at these children. I wish you could have been there to see it for yourselves; it really was quite moving. These kids put their little hearts and souls into every movement.

When their voices couldn't sing; they used their hands, arms and bodies to sing and dance to Him. It was just breathtaking. If you ever, for any reason at all, get a chance to see this in your own area; you should take it. Trust me, you won't regret it. And I'm really not just saying that because of my Lexi.

Wishing you pain-free days ahead.

1 comment:

Wendy said...

What a beautiful post! Your love shines all through it.
I have a tourette's child (now an adult and thankfully o.k.) and I cried for years because of his neurological condition.
Then I saw a poem in the newspaper that went something like this:

"You have been given this child, because He knew He could trust you to look after him/her."

That's not quite right, but you get the idea. This gave me comfort and helped me to feel very differently about my son.
God bless you and your family.
And thanks for stopping by my blog.