As a few close friends know, I’ve struggled many times with my faith. I’ve sort of flip flopped with believing, and sometimes, even acknowledging, my beliefs. Especially publicly.
Yet ever since I became pregnant, all I want is my God. All I want is for my heart to be nearer to Him, to know Him better.
I was speaking with the Captain the other day about how I desire a more personal relationship with God- I mean, I crave it. I’m not quite sure how to achieve it, however. I just know that when I turn to my Lord in times of need, I feel so much stronger and better able to handle things. And oh, how good it feels to praise Him at the end of the day with my daughter in my arms.
I think a big part of this, believe it or not, is inspiration from strangers. Complete and total strangers, people who could essentially be fabricating every word, because c’mon ya’ll, it’s the interwebz. But these people have such a genuine faith, it’s incredible. These people have been through so much in their sweet lives, so much heartbreak, so many trials… yet they continue to be SO BLESSED! I have NEVER seen such faith, and in such unexpected places.
So let me introduce you guys to my inspiration.
First, there’s Ian.
Ian was the victim of a terrible car accident in September of 2006. He was in a comatose state for a very long time, and is still in recovery. He has had to learn to eat, move, smile, talk… everything, all over again. Yet he continues to praise God for the blessings in his life. He has a wonderfully supportive family, multitudes of friends, and a woman who has stood by his side through every ounce of this heartbreaking ordeal.
Then, there’s Angie.
Angie and Todd Smith are the parents of 3 fabulously adorable little girls here on Earth, and 2 sweet babies in Heaven. If I’m not mistaken, the first was an early miscarriage… and then there was beautiful little Audrey. At their 20-week ultrasound, they were informed that their baby girl would not survive. They opted to carry the pregnancy as long as possible, and Audrey ultimately spent the most precious 2 hours here with her family before going to meet Jesus. Oh, but how Angie and Todd use their story for the glory of God! Now don’t get me wrong, folks, it’s not that it’s easy for them. Quite the contrary. It’s the fact that they take comfort in our Savior and His hand in everything. That He’s using their little family to spread His word among thousands. That’s right. THOUSANDS.
And then there’s MckMama.
Beautiful, funny, MckMama and her MSC (Many Small Children). First off, this woman is brave. She has FOUR children four and under! Can you believe that? And that’s not even the beginning… well, really, I guess it is, because she had to start somewhere, right? And the real miracle of it all is her fourth baby, a little boy named Stellan.
You see, when MckMama was pregnant with little Stellan, she, too was told that he would not survive. His little heart had a terrible condition that was unfixable in utero. The prepared for the worst, and she and her Prince Charming prayed for strength through that devastating time. They prayed for little Stellan to be healed and guess what? He WAS!! Stellan is the world’s happiest little miracle baby. As I write this, however, we’re all in deep prayer for this family. Stellan is currently in the hospital- his heart is in SVT (a very dangerous condition in which th heart beats incredibly fast and can lead to heart failure), and they can’t seem to flip him out of it. You know what, though? SHE NEVER QUITS. While her little boy is fighting for his life, she has an overwhelming peace about her.. because she knows that Stellan is ultimately not hers, but God’s, and that this story will be used to glorify Him, no matter the outcome. She has a strength that I dream of having, one day, eventually.
And these are just a few! There are so many people that I’ve come to love in my blog reading, and pray for on a daily basis. I laugh with them, I cry with them and for them, and I just wish I could hug ‘em. But that’s probably gonna have to wait a while.
All this to say, I want more. I need more. I want to teach my daughter how to be strong, I want to show her *true* grace, I want her to know who her Creator is. But I can’t do that without a more personal relationship with Christ.
So what do you think, readers? Where do you stand today, and what do you do to grow stronger in your faith?