We’re Expecting Again–Mama Mia Monday

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We just found out last night. The anticipated due date is still undetermined, and we couldn’t be more excited. Yes, it’s true. We are going to have a daughter . . . in law.

Sometime yesterday, our youngest son asked his lovely girlfriend to be his wife and she said, “Yes!’

Mama Mia!

The boy put some planning, I might even say scheming, into the day. It had all the great elements of a good proposal. There was the element of surprise. (for her, at least) There was the asking of the parents. There was the beautiful setting. There was the ring. There was the celebration. But those are their stories to tell.

Our story begins much earlier.

Our story begins about 22 years earlier, when we found out we were expecting again. It was at that time we began to pray.

We began to pray for the life within me. We began to pray for his/her future. We began to pray for his/her future spouse. Through the years those prayers continued through some smooth and rough navigating of the parental/child waterways, and by the grace of God and the power of prayer, we came through rejoicing, exhilarated and looking forward to the continuing set of adventures waiting ahead for us all.

We prayed some simple prayers for our boys. I think mostly because we didn’t know any better at the time, and I’m continually thankful that God hears the prayers of simple people with sincere hearts. I loved the book, “Power of a Praying Parent,” by Stormie Omartian. For several of us who were raising our children at that time, it became worn and weathered treasure, passed down and repurchased, a guideline to pray about things we may have never considered on our own.

When it came to spouses, life partners, soul mates for our boys, we prayed these simple prayers:
That God would bring them women who:
1) Loved God
2) Loved our sons
3) Would want to serve God together for all of their days.

We had no idea the extent to which our prayers would be answered through the wonderful women God has chosen to bring into the boys’ lives and into the life of our family. We couldn’t imagine the delightfulness of our new daughter-in-law from Russia or our daughter-in-law to be from Kansas.

But we are excited, and we are expecting, again, to see God do big things in their lives, lead them on big adventures as they serve Him, see them through some big storms as they navigate their lives with Him and each other as we continue to hold them up in prayer as they begin their lives together.

Mama Mia! Expecting Again! I hope we never stop expecting God to do great things!!
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Oh Baby!

No, this is not an announcement of any upcoming arrivals, although someone asked me not to long ago if we were expecting! Yikes! There have been quite a few babies popping out around our neck of the woods lately. It’s always exciting when new life comes into our world. It was the birth of our first son that ultimately brought us to the Lord. So we got new life times 3! Although we were not living for Christ at the time of his birth, God chose to intervene on his behalf at that time and we knew it. I have to tell ya, we didn’t know much at that time, but we did know enough that when someone saves your baby, you should respond with a thank you and a debt of gratitude. And so our journey of response to God began as we committed our lives and the raising of our sons to His hands and His ways.

We are so thankful to God for the tools He has placed in our paths. In the next couple of days, I hope to share some of the things that helped Tim and me the most as we learned what it meant to “train up a child in the way he should go.”

Stormie Omartian’s The Power of a Praying Parent had a huge impact on our lives. I’m not even sure when I came across it; I know the boys were pretty little. As a new Christian, prayer was a discipline (well, actually it wasn’t a discipline. I had no discipline in prayer, I just cried out whenever I had a problem–like the spiritual baby I was.) As a new Christian, this book helped me grow in the disicpline of prayer not just when there was a crisis, but as that ongoing conversation with the ultimate Father.

The Power of a Praying Parent helped prepare me to pray for things I didn’t even realize would be coming up, and brought peace to my heart reminding me that I could rest in thanks knowing God was at work in the lives of these two little guys He had entrusted to us. There were so many days that we didn’t really have a clue as to what we were doing, but He did–and He still does. He has continued through their transitions from babies to boys to teens to men to lead us and show us how to pray, how to help and how to let go and place them continually in His hands. In addition to praying for our sons, I have used prompts from the book when praying for friends, for friends’ children, students in my ministry and the church overall.

As I thumb through it now, I look back through tears (yes, I have tears sometimes!) at the highlighted sections, dated pages, and small notes and remember the joys, trials, and fears I felt as well as the faithfulness of the God who brought us to Him and through our years of parenting our children through prayer. . .

My Desire IS Your Will

This morning as I was jotting away in my “20 minutes with Jesus” journal, I wrote down a prayer request concering a struggle I was having and I wrote, ” My Desire vs Your Will.” And I prayed that my desire would be His will–always. I’m always thankful for journaling because I know that whenever I take time to sit down and look with my two little eyes at what I’m really thinking or feeling or struggling with, it becomes clear what the answer is and what I really want. And what I really want is to do what He wants. Nonetheless, there it was in print, “My Desire vs Your Will.”  Or was it?  Apparantly my lack of handwriting skills prevailed today because when I looked back down it surely looked like I had written. “My Desire is Your Will.”  And it was. Answer to prayer. Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun. I’m lovin it!