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I had this verse as the wallpaper on my iPhone…I had to remind myself constantly that my Hope was in Christ. Not what the doctors said or what my eyes saw but in Him Alone!…God, the one and only— I’ll wait as long as he says. Everything I hope for comes from him, so why not? He’s solid rock under my feet, breathing room for my soul. (Psalm 62:5, 6 MSG)

Your Father sings of you in Zephaniah 3:17:
I rejoice over her with gladness;
quieting her fears with My love.

The following verses are promises that I would read over Weston as I nursed him each night. I would always start by praying “Lord your Word is alive and active and sharper than any two edged sword. I pray that it would penetrate Weston’s skull. That it would divide where it is suppose to be divided. That these promises would take root in his life!”
Then I would just read the word over him. I loved reading Psalms. Many were crying for help or deliverance and many were of thanksgiving for all The Lord had done…they were my heart cries.

Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way. If you don’t know what you’re doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You’ll get his help, and won’t be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who “worry their prayers” are like wind-whipped waves. Don’t think you’re going to get anything from the Master that way, adrift at sea, keeping all your options open. (James 1:2-8 MSG)

Hear, Lord , and be merciful to me; Lord , be my help.” You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you forever. (Psalm 30:10-12 NIV)

Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all his benefits— who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s. The Lord works righteousness and justice for all the oppressed. He made known his ways to Moses, his deeds to the people of Israel: The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love. He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever; he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities. For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord ’s love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children’s children— with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts. (Psalm 103:1-18 NIV)

Hear me, Lord , and answer me, for I am poor and needy. Guard my life, for I am faithful to you; save your servant who trusts in you. You are my God; have mercy on me, Lord, for I call to you all day long. Bring joy to your servant, Lord, for I put my trust in you. You, Lord, are forgiving and good, abounding in love to all who call to you. Hear my prayer, Lord ; listen to my cry for mercy. When I am in distress, I call to you, because you answer me. Among the gods there is none like you, Lord; no deeds can compare with yours. Teach me your way, Lord , that I may rely on your faithfulness; give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name. I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart; I will glorify your name forever. For great is your love toward me; you have delivered me from the depths, from the realm of the dead. (Psalm 86:1-8, 11-13 NIV) (this whole chapter is great!

When I said, “My foot is slipping,” your unfailing love, Lord , supported me. When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy. (Psalm 94:18, 19 NIV)

Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy. Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them. (Psalm 126:5, 6 NIV)

Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. The Lord , the Lord himself, is my strength and my defense ; he has become my salvation.” With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation. In that day you will say: “Give praise to the Lord , proclaim his name; make known among the nations what he has done, and proclaim that his name is exalted. (Isaiah 12:2-4 NIV)

Give praise to the Lord, proclaim his name; make known among the nations what he has done. Sing to him, sing praise to him; tell of all his wonderful acts. Glory in his holy name; let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice. Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always. Remember the wonders he has done, his miracles, and the judgments he pronounced, you his servants, the descendants of Abraham, his chosen ones, the children of Jacob. He is the Lord our God; his judgments are in all the earth. (Psalm 105:1-7 NIV)

Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. Then I will teach transgressors your ways, so that sinners will turn back to you. Open my lips, Lord, and my mouth will declare your praise. My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise. (Psalm 51:11-13, 15, 17 NIV)

Hear my prayer, Lord; let my cry for help come to you. Do not hide your face from me when I am in distress. Turn your ear to me; when I call, answer me quickly. For my days vanish like smoke; my bones burn like glowing embers. My heart is blighted and withered like grass; I forget to eat my food. In my distress I groan aloud and am reduced to skin and bones. But you, Lord, sit enthroned forever; your renown endures through all generations. You will arise and have compassion on Zion, for it is time to show favor to her; the appointed time has come. For her stones are dear to your servants; her very dust moves them to pity. The nations will fear the name of the Lord, all the kings of the earth will revere your glory. For the Lord will rebuild Zion and appear in his glory. He will respond to the prayer of the destitute; he will not despise their plea. Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord : “The Lord looked down from his sanctuary on high, from heaven he viewed the earth, to hear the groans of the prisoners and release those condemned to death.” So the name of the Lord will be declared in Zion and his praise in Jerusalem when the peoples and the kingdoms assemble to worship the Lord. (Psalm 102:1-5, 12-22 NIV)

Sing for joy to God our strength; shout aloud to the God of Jacob! (Psalm 81:1 NIV)

Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days. (Psalm 90:14 NIV)

When Jesus is the Miracle

I’ve been trying to reflect on all we’ve walked through in the last month. Some of the hardest days to some of the highest. A whirlwind is a bit of an understatement….

On last Tuesday morning when we were leaving for Houston, I gave Weston a bath. He loves bath time and was happily smiling and kicking in the water.

The entire night before, I had been battling all the “what ifs”

What if there are complications? What if he doesn’t bounce back like he should? What if the worst happens instead of the best?

It is always the enemy’s plan to bring fear. Where there is fear there is doubt.

Those fears were so real and fresh in my mind. I was almost in tears as I washed that fuzzy little head. I was trying to pray but I felt so bad. I felt like I wasn’t supposed to doubt. I had been praying and declaring the Word over my son, my mind, my family. I had faith…but in that moment I was so weak. I was so tired.

I quietly whispered, “Lord, I want this to all just go away. I want him to be perfectly fine. I don’t want this fear. I want to know that everything really will be fine like everyone keeps saying. But honestly, they can’t guarantee me that. No one can but you…”

The tears were really coming now.

I could feel Him calling me….Do you trust me Carey? Not just with your life, but your son’s?

Oh I want to Lord, but it is so hard. What if your will isn’t what I want? What if it’s hard and even more painful than this has already been?

Will your holding tighter really make it any better? Can you change the future by refusing to trust?

No, Daddy. I know I can’t really “control” anything.

Let it go, my child. Let it go.

So that’s what I did. Practically weeping at this point, I looked down at my precious baby boy and I prayed….

Lord, I trust you. I know that you Love Weston more than I ever could. I trust You with his life…

Despite the fact that this was probably one of the hardest things I have ever done. Ever. In my entire life. In that moment, another miracle happened. I was no longer a slave to fear.

In that moment, Jesus was enough. He was the peace I needed.

No longer could the what if’s assault me because I knew that Christ held tomorrow for myself and my boy.

In the end, we received better news than we could have dreamed possible, but in the process I learned…

No matter what I face, Jesus is the miracle I am seeking.

If life is chaos, He is the Prince of Peace.

If I’ve been used or neglected, He is the Restorer and Redeemer.

If I’ve been hurt and find forgiveness impossible, He is the grace to Forgive.

If trouble is near, He never leaves me or forsakes me.

If health fails, His Love Never Will.

Jesus is my prize and my portion. No matter what life brings. He alone is enough.

When the night is dark

I wrote this post three years ago and happened to re-read it last week. It gave me hope and somewhat of a “shot in the arm” when I was feeling low. Ironically, it’s exactly what I had the privilege of experiencing just a few short days ago.

Sometimes life is just plain hard. Sometimes it’s overwhelming.

But it’s good to remember that even the darkest nights end and the sun will rise again….

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This morning Phillip went to the sunrise service at our church. Both of the girls were still fast asleep so I stayed home with them. I had a few quiet moments before the hustle and bustle of getting myself and two girls ready for church and a day full of activities. As I pulled back the curtains, I thought of the apostles so many years ago. What must have this morning really been like for them?

Can you imagine spending every waking minute with one man. Watching him perform miracle after miracle. Investing everything you have into his ministry. Traveling day after day with him. Loving him and learning to rely on him. Believing in Him. Trusting that he was indeed the Son of God.

I mean think about it. These men had given up Everything to follow Christ. They left behind families, walked away from businesses and homes. They deserted their dreams and plans all to follow. Then they watched the man, that they had given up these things for hang on a cross. They watched him breath his last. They saw his body bruised and broken.

I’m sure reality was just setting in. I don’t know if you’ve ever lost anyone close to you, but for me it’s been complete shock the first couple of days like a nightmare you’re sure you will awaken from. However, by this third day I can hear their thoughts, “What will I do? Where will I go? Was this all for nothing? How can He really be gone?…”

Then just as complete despair and hopelessness was setting in, the day takes a complete 180! Not only was there hope, but Christ was Risen! He was Victorious, even over Death! So friend, I just want to encourage you, no matter what you may be walking through in life even the darkest of times remember that tomorrow is a new day and you never know when the morning can bring a 180! God specializes in them!

Don’t be afraid…

When the day started at 5 am, I knew it would be long and probably emotionally and physically exhausting, but I just didn’t know like this. We both awoke before the alarm even sounded and immediately prayers were on our lips. It was funny actually. I told Phillip that I had prayed for every person I could think of that we would come in contact with that day. Turns out he was praying the same thing….

We got on the road and made the drive through crazy Houston traffic to San Antonio. It was thankfully a smooth and uneventful trip. We made it to the doctor’s office about 30 minutes early but decided to go on up. We were quickly called back and met with Darren the Orthoic specialist. He was extremely kind, caring and thorough. He scanned Weston’s head with the star scanner and began taking different measurements. As he finished, he sat back and said, “I’m not the doctor and Dr. Jimenez will have the final say, but Weston’s head doesn’t look like a typical Sagittal Craniosynostosis head. It is very long and skinny but it’s also asymmetrical. I will be sure to share this with Dr. Jimenez so that he can take a closer look.”

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We were then sent back to the waiting room. Our heads were spinning. What did this mean? Was it possibly good news? or could it be worse? We prayed and continued to declare no matter what this meant, we knew that God was in control. If nothing else, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that our God is Sovereign. Not a single detail gets by Him…

After a few minutes, we were called back and met with the Resident training under Dr. Jimenez. He was also very friendly and got more background information from us. He looked Weston over to make sure there were no indicators of genetic abnormalities. Everything looked great.

Then the nurse practitioner and assistant came in and took “before” pictures. Finally, we got to see Dr. Jimenez. He was so compassionate. He picked up Weston and began thoroughly examining him. It was so clear that he truly cared for our son. That is a priceless characteristic in a doctor. I was already thankful that the Lord led us here.

Dr. Jimenez then began to explain that Weston definitely had Torticollis. Essentially on one side of his neck the muscles were injured either in­ the womb or during birth. Due to this injury, Weston has always favored that side of his neck. As I’ve mentioned earlier, he has always slept on his right side. I’ve tried different tricks through the months to get him to lay differently but he wouldn’t. Now we know why.

Dr. Jimenez went on to explain that a baby’s head is like a water balloon. If you lay the same way over and over it will eventually gravity will flatten out on that side and cause the other side to bulge. It was clear that Weston had this but he wanted to be certain about the craniosynostosis. So we then went down to Radiology to have an x-ray done. Then we went back to the waiting room….These hours were probably the longest of my life. I felt like we were in total limbo. Over and over, we prayed. We trusted. We breathed deep.

Three hours after we first arrived at the hospital, we were called back to the exam room again. Dr. Jimenez walked in and said, “I have good news and…

I have good news!

The suture is open…

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I’m pretty sure we were in complete shock at first.

There was no breath in my chest and all I could do was smile. The emotions washing over me were indescribable. ANT 101 Week 1 DQ1 Relief, joy, elation, gratitude….oh the gratitude…

What about the Torticollis? What did that entail?

Well, Dr. Jimenez explained that it was treatable with physical therapy. He then showed me a range of exercises that I have to do 5 to 6 times a day with Weston. They were obviously unpleasant for Weston, but we will take exercises over surgery any day!

We were already astounded by the miracle we had received when it became even more clear why the Lord led us here. Not only were the people caring, excellent, and thorough, but He meant to spare us. We then learned that although the Torticollis was easily remedied had it remained untreated it would have continued to deform Weston’s head. It would have done damage to his jaw bone and that would have required surgery also. If we had not been led here, it would have been at least two months before he would have seen another doctor….

Dr. Jimenez and the resident then told us to have a safe trip and walked out….

I practically melted into Phillip’s chest and we wept.

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We are still trying to process all that this day has brought….I know that my life has forever been changed…

Who can witness a miracle and not be changed?

Just last night, our brother-in-law said something to Phillip about his declaration to the first doctor we saw.

“Expect a miracle.”

Phillip explained, that those words were burning inside of him. The Lord literally would not let him forex öppettider kungsmässan not say it. Last night, in that moment, the Lord showed Phillip that those words weren’t necessarily meant for the doctors. They were for us.

For our family.

God is a faithful Father. We have believed this. We have trusted this.

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We know that many, many people have walked this journey with us. You have prayed with us. You have cried with us. You have written us and given to us. Now we invite you to PRAISE with us!

Praise a God who loves, who hears, and who answers! Praise the approachable Father who truly cares for his children. Praise Jesus with not just words but with lives that honor Him, that display our love for Him.

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