About a month ago I wrote how I am involved in this Bible study called "Believing God" by Beth Moore. We are 8 weeks into the study and it has been unbelievable. Some of the things that I have learned have not only been unbelievable but very challenging. . .alot of "sifting-out-the-old" has taken place, and in some cases, has just begun to take place.I read something last night as I was working to "catch-up" in the study after a couple of crazy weeks here at the Miller house and a visual picture of it just keeps circling and circling in my head. Moore wrote, "Listen carefully, Dear One: you have not gotten this far in your journey with God without His footprints planted all over your path and without His fingerprints all over the doorknobs to every new season." She is having each of us, as we finish up the study, work to remember our lives. . .write it down. . .document just how you can see God at work in every turn, every new season, every alleyway of your personal journey.
I have divided my life into 5ths and am looking at every 7 years as I answer the interview questions she lays before us in the study. I am remembering things that I have been able to relive and cherish, I am also remembering things that my mind has worked very hard to forget, but all along the way are God's hand prints. As a result, I am being challenged to respond to the fact that He never took His eyes
off of me. . .
The very first interview question she asks,
"Did any kind of wonders surround your birth?" I know there were. I worked to remember the story I had been told and I couldn't stop thinking about the wonder-filled birth of my own little baby not too long ago. I was also remembering the amazing births that were happening all around me at the time of my son's birth. And just recently, a friend's son was born in a movie-worthy style on the interstate, in rush-hour traffic. . . . . .unbelievable!
I'd love to hear your stories. Did any kind of wonders surround your birth, or the birth of your child?
*jodi
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My mom was a midwife so I grew up with a wonder-filled perspective of birth—I never thought that there was anything strange or icky or embarrassing about the way babies come into this world, and I’m so thankful for that. I went to my first home birth at age ten. That birth, and every birth I’ve attended since, has been wonder-filled ... that grand entrance, that first draw of breath, that voice penetrating this world for the very first time ... it’s the essence of miracle.
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