As my pregnancy is coming to an end (Hallelujah) I find myself in Reed's room a whole lot. I really have nothing left to do so I usually just walk around and move things then end up moving them back. I know, really productive.
My fears that we wouldn't be able to provide the necessary things for him shook me to the core early in pregnancy. A month and a half ago, I had nothing ready. I was in a one bedroom apartment with clothes, a bouncey seat and some cloth diapers. That's enough to make a pregnant lady hyperventilate. Now I stand in his room and look around and I am in complete shock.
Not only did God provide us with a two bedroom condo that's in an awesome part of town but I look at all this baby gear and I cannot find a SINGLE thing Travis and I bought. I bought some clothes for him in the early months but that. Is. It.
Getting ready for a baby isn't an easy task and where I messed up is when I thought it was my job to do it. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get everything ready, that we wouldn't be able to afford it. I'm laughing right now thinking about it.
But the point is God loves my son like I could never comprehend. And to think He wouldn't provide for him is one of the silliest things my little mind has made up.
Matthew 6:26 says "Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?"
I need that taped to my forehead.
(And a big thank you to everyone that helped out, God used you to bless us like you wouldn't believe!)
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
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