It's been tugging at my heart lately, yes the Holy Spirit knows exactly where and how to get us, to write a post regarding faith and trusting in God. You see, it's so easy to go on living life and forgetting your daily prayer time or leaning on God when things are going good. I guess you could say it's been good lately.
The twins starting sleeping through the night at about 4 months old (I know, I know. I'll have to share my secrets on a later post:)) and we had our routine going for a couple of months. Then, the teething stage started, and colds and ear infections hit. It only took a couple of weeks and exhaustion and frustration hit me hard. It was then that I realized that I was trying to do this (wife, mommy, sales rep, blogger, etc) all on my own. I realized how distant I had been in truly relying on God for the every day stuff.It was easy stuff and I was in a "good season" after all, right? And then I realized that it can go from good to exhausting in 2 seconds when you have 3 littles and so many responsibilities. I was reminded of my time in the hospital (86 day stay for pre term labor with my twins). You better believe I was walking hand in hand with my Savior during that time. And most of the time, He was carrying me because I could not walk that journey on my own. We are human and it's so easy to get caught up in "life" when times are "good".
But there is something about that wilderness, that tough and hard time of your life, that you learn to trust in The Lord with your entire heart and soul. Who else can pick up those broken pieces and give you hope? Who else can comfort your biggest fears during that dark and lonely time? As much as I hate the wilderness, and want to sprint right through it, I have learned to trust God the most during those times. So the next time I go through the wilderness, because I will, I am reminded of His Grace and Mercy. I am reminded of the time He carried me through those hard times. And most of all, I reminded of His Goodness and to this day, He still creates miracles. I look at my twins and I'm reminded every single day of this miracle. This miracle that came straight from my savior Jesus Christ. Not only to bless us with the pregnancy, but He promised me to carry me to at least 34 weeks. When I was in the doctor's office and dilating at 19 weeks 5 days, I questioned how in the world I was going to carry them that long. I didn't know what laid ahead, and the weeks on bed rest, but I held on to His Promise. I carried my miracle twins to 35 weeks 2 days.
It is moments like these that I want to remember, in the good times and in the bad. To remind myself that He is always true to His promise. To have just a mustard seed of faith, because that is all you need. He will take care of the rest.
Believe all dreams. Dream all is possible. Because all things are possible with Christ Our Lord.
After our long hospital stay, we were all home on July 20, 2013.
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