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Friday, February 25, 2011

The morning is here...

This is my first post in a very long time.

I know many people are under the impression that I have abandoned the blog. Some of you have sent me sweet emails and messages asking where I have been and that you have been praying for our family. I know many of you have followed our story so closely and care deeply for us...for that, I can never say thank you enough.

I wish I could just blame my lack of posts on being busy (which is true) or on the overwhelming physical strain my body is enduring with this pregnancy (also very true). However, I must be honest with myself in admitting that my absence is much more out of fear than anything else.

These past few months have been the most difficult I have experienced since Luke's death. I am very aware that the majority of people closest to me do not have the slightest idea that I have been struggling. I have managed to keep living life to the fullest, ministering and laughing all while fighting a battle within myself. While I am not one to purposely hide my feelings or emotions, I have intently drawn back from sharing my heart openly in public and have instead spent many quiet moments in the presence of my Savior. He has been true to His Word and has been close and provided me with a comfort that no person on this earth could give. However, I would be a liar I said that I have not been scared - scared of another bad diagnosis, scared of something else going wrong and scared of sharing it all.

During this season of my life, I have been reminded so often of Chapter 14 in the Book of Mark where Jesus retreated from those closest to Him and went to the garden to pray alone. I close my eyes and try to picture Him there..tears streaming down His cheeks, crying out to His Father. In that moment, He was filled with grief and He too was scared.

So much of my life this past year has been full of emotions...grief, fear, anxiety, uncertainty - just to name a few. There are no words to describe the terror of standing beside my baby's bedside watching him suffer, not knowing what the next hour would hold. There is no way to explain the uncontrollable anxiety of laying on a table in our OB's office for a second time, watching the tiny heart of our newest sweet baby flicker on the screen while we waited for the doctor to tell us that he/she was perfectly healthy. Grief and fear are emotions that have been all too familiar to us these days.

Alone in the garden that night, Jesus was also filled with emotions. He knew what He was going to face and was not ignorant to what the future held. He knew that the pain he would experience on the cross would be great. He knew that people who once praised Him would turn their backs and spit on Him with disgrace. He knew the physical agony He would experience in His flesh would be far more than He could ever bear alone. Yet, in the midst of His fear, I love how honest my Savior was in that garden crying out to His Father in verse 36... "Abba, Father,” he said, “everything is possible for you. Take this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will."

What a prayer! Those powerful words whispered from the mouth of Christ are far too similar to the ones that echo in my mind as I think back to that July night when I held my son in my arms for the last time. Oh, how badly I wanted that pain to be taken from me! How deeply I wished it would all just go away! Yet, in the midst of His fear, of my fear, God remained faithful. He did not stand silent to the prayer of His Son that night just as He did not turn His back on us as we cried out for the Lord to spare our baby that night in the hospital. He was at work through it all. After all, our God, while silent at times, does not remain silent forever.

While Jesus, that night in His flesh, saw only the darkness ahead,
God could see the glory of the morning that was yet to come!

That unforeseen morning is not just a reference to the third day when our Savior rose in glory, it is part of a promise that the Lord has made to each of us in His Word. In Psalm 30:5, God makes us a promise that "weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning."

No matter how deep the pain is or how dark the night may be, joy comes.

Not long after Luke went to Heaven, I remember longing to be pregnant again. I remember begging God to give me another baby...not to replace Luke but to fulfill my dream of being a mom and knowing what it was like to raise a child. I had tasted the sweetest love in the world when I held my baby boy for the first time and after Luke went to heaven, I craved to taste that love again. As Benson and I began trying to become pregnant, I remember digging in God's Word and reading over and over all the promises He had made me. I began putting my hands on my stomach multiple times a day and praying out loud, "God - I stand on the promise that I am loved and highly favored...that it is Your desire to bless me...that whatever I ask for in Your name will be given to me...that no weapon formed against me shall prosper...that You came so that I may have abundant life in You..." I remember literally screaming out God's promises to me - calling on them, one after another.

It did not take long for God to respond. The sweet baby girl growing inside me today is my promise. She is my long awaited morning, my answered prayer, my joy that has come. I feel blessed that God honored our requests so quickly and that we were able to get pregnant in a matter of a few months. I believe with all my heart, that God's quick favor was in response to our obedience and faithfulness to call on His promises and take Him at His Word. The sweet baby I'm carrying is an answer to a bold and persistent plea to my Savior.

Through praying for this baby, God convicted my heart that I don't pray as boldly as I should. I feel that often times Christians are afraid that their prayers may offend God in some way. Just as we don't want to ask our neighbors or friends for help, we are afraid our requests may inconvenience the Holy Spirit into moving. We feel like we are being selfish in praying audacious and bold prayers for our lives and lives of those around us. However, God WANTS us to be bold in our prayers to Him. He isn't put out by requests we make out of pure desires that come from our hearts. As long as we pray in faith, believing and asking for things not to uplift ourselves but to uplift His kingdom - God is honored and listens. It is an unfortunate reality that we find ourselves content with mindless prayers for God to bless our food, heal the sick, bless our families. We repeat the same prayers every day, at the same moments with little consideration to the words that we are saying. While blessing our food, families and the sick are good places for us to begin, the Lord does not want us to become satisfied just praying for the small things. Our God is big enough to handle big requests - so why are we so afraid to bring them before Him? Why are we not praying for nations to reconcile? For thousands...or even millions to come to Christ? For the dead to rise or the lame to walk? God wants His people to desire Him with so much passion and conviction that it stirs us to radically call His glory down from Heaven. Has it ever really occurred to you that by praying big prayers, God may actually answer?

As difficult as the last few months have been for us emotionally, Benson and I have witnessed a great movement of the Holy Spirit. We have started praying crazy big prayers for our lives and God has been coming through in amazing ways. We are truly trusting in Jesus and taking Him for His Word and our lives have been abundantly blessed because of it. People around us are being healed of terminal diseases, families on the verge of breaking are being restored, people are accepting Christ on a weekly basis...not because of anything that makes us special but because we, along with many others around us, have decided to pray beyond our imagination!

It has been a long night, but joy has come...and continues to come in new, fresh ways every single day. I am so glad that my God didn't forget me that night I said goodbye to Luke...and that though I had to endure pain for a short time, He promised me a morning full of more joy than I could have ever dreamed.

I write to you today to tell you, no matter what the pain may look like - there is a promise, a promise of joy and of abundant life. God never intended the night to last forever. It is time to call on the power of God to move in our lives, to redeem the promises He has made to us and to pray bold, audacious prayers that stir the very heart of God into action.

Its time to claim our promises, the morning has come!

27 comments:

  1. Awesome post! Thank you for sharing your heart!

    Love, Debbie

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  2. Praise His Holy Name. You and Benson are such faithful followers of our Lord and Savior and I am so happy to be in your life. Love you both and I am praying daily.

    Helen

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  3. You are an amazing young lady and I love to see God work through you!! Thank you for your honesty and for your faithfulness to Him!! God is faithful...and joy does come in the morning!!

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  4. I love you more than you can possibly know. So glad my son's future wife has such an awesome mom. :)
    xoxo

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  5. Thank you so much for sharing!! My prayers have not been big lately, and I need to get back to that. Thanks for reminding me. We serve an Awesome God!!!

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  6. I found myseft nodding my head in agreement to EVERYTIHING you wrote. Travis and I let Embry say prayer everynight at supper and while she thanks Him for the food, it's a rare occassion that she doesn't say a prayer for SOMEONE too. I try to remind her so often that there is nothing impossible for God, nothing too big for Him to handle. I think though, I need to remember this as well. Thank you for your post once again. I'm so glad joy has come to you both and will continue to come. I know this child will be a huge blessing each day to you both in more ways than you could have ever dreamed. I love you dearly! Mindy Hayes

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  7. Kristin, what a joy it is to serve alongside you and Benson. Brought to tears at your honesty and encouraged by your words. The morning IS here, praise Jesus!

    Em

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  8. Beautifully written and so true! Keep on, little momma :)

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  9. What an awesome post. I have been praying for you and your sweet baby. God Bless all of you. You sweet baby Luke is wathing and loving his baby sister!

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  10. What an amazing inspiration you are. I stumbled upon your blog after losing my twin sons to prematurity just three months ago. Like you, I longed to me a mother and was burdoned with more grief than I thought possible. God has pulled my husbnad and I through the toughest time in our lives and we are eternally greatful to our savior. I will keep you and your baby girl in my prayers. We serve an awsome God who keeps his promises and is faithful to us. I believe you will have a healthy, happy baby girl that will love God with all of her heart. Congrats on the baby. My husband and I can't to have a new baby on the way, but know that we will in God's timing. Betsy

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  11. Great post...and I have been praying for yall waiting to here how things were going with this baby. Continue to be strong and know Luke is watching over yall.
    Allison Kenty
    www.jansens-journey.blogspot.com

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  12. I think though, I need to remember this as well. Thank you for your post once again. I'm so glad joy has come to you both and will continue to come.

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  13. What inspiration! Praise the Lord!

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  14. What an amazing post...hope you are finding a bit of healing in your time of "quiet".

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  15. Thank you for this post, Kristin. You are such an encouragement and the Lord is really using you and what you have been through for his glory. I have been and will continue to pray for you, your family and this precious little girl. Congratulations!

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  16. Reading your posts is such an encouragement to me! God is doing huge things in you and Benson's lives. Thank you for your honesty and for opening your heart for us.
    Ashley

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  17. Beautiful...what honor you bring Him!

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  18. I love this post! Absolutely amazing. You have made me think about those passages in the Bible in ways that I had never thought of them before. Thank you! Congratulations on your baby girl!

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  19. I have checked your blog often and was concerned about your sweet new baby. I'm so relieved and thankful to read that everything is on track. I've thought about you all often.
    Much love,
    Angela Snow Sayers
    (Mt. Pleasant UMC)

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  20. I am going to start praying BIG! Thank you for this reminder! God Bless you always!

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  21. I can't remember if I've actually ever commented on this post, but I just love it. I come back to it, lots.

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  22. Hey girl,
    Did you ever start another blog for Kate? Just wondering:)

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  23. A beautiful inspiration to so many. I am a new follower and am just reading through your old posts with such gratefulness to you and your husband for sharing your story and praising God through your storm! Too often we run from Him in the hard times (trying to take everything on ourselves) instead of placing our burdens at His feet. Thank you for your post and please keep writing. :)

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  24. I just found your blog! You are an amazing and inspiring woman! I love your posts they are filled with so much love and emotion. You amaze me!

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  25. I have spent so much time on your blog today, I feel as if I know you :) Such a beautifully written work you have made here on your sweet blog. Found you via blog hopping around, glad I did :)
    Kristen
    http://threeinthenest.blogspot.com

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  26. Thank you for sharing your heart. A friend of mine passed your blog on to me back in February when we lost our son Carter. I am just now checking it out and want to thank you for your heart & transparency. Thank you for the reminder to keep asking big things of God. In the midst of our own heartache of losing Carter, we saw God move in mighty ways. I, too, have been convicted as of late that those intimate moments in God's presence don't have to come only in the midst of crisis. Thank you for reminding me of this, once again. You're a blessing.

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