The most awesome thing to see..............

[Connie]

[!--QuoteBegin--][/span][table border=\"0\" align=\"center\" width=\"95%\" cellpadding=\"3\" cellspacing=\"1\"][tr][td]Quote [/td][/tr][tr][td id=\"QUOTE\"][!--QuoteEBegin--]Today I was witness to the most awesome thing. The Father in Heaven and how He works.



It is an awesome day too worship God. It is quite humbling to know how much He loves us. Glory and Praise be to Him. For I believe this to be His vision of the Church.[/quote]
:noddingsmiley:

How wonderful it is when God allows us new insights into His handiwork!!  May God bless these new parents as they begin a new phase of life, and may He show them the path to true Life.  I pray He grants health for the babies.  And may He bless you richly for being so in love with Him...!!!!

Yours and His,
Connie

[simple minded]

Today I was witness to the most awesome thing. The Father in Heaven and how He works.

I have a friend who has been in labor for one week. Today I went too see her. She was in such pain. Labor is difficult enough, without all of the complications that can sometimes occurr. See, she was having twins and they are only seven months along.

As I walked in the door, sat down next too the bed. I held her hand and she began too cry. Shared her suffering and pain. The epederal in her spine, the contractions, bed sores, even when she would try and eat. All week long she would start labor, they would have to take her food away. The simple things we do not even think of. Having too lay in one position, they didn't want her too move. The analogy given by the doctors. Her suffering was bad, but the longer they were in the womb. The more chance they would have. Like a parent who throws themself in front of a car, too protect their child.

As I prayed in my mind for her. Couldn't imagine her pain. I was reminded of our Father. How He must have felt about His Son. The suffering on the cross. I shared this with her. About Christ and how He can intercede to the Father above. Sympathize and have compassion.

As we were speaking she went into full labor. Asked me too stay until the babies father could get there. From the time I walked in the door and we were in the delivery room. Maybe twenty minutes. As she began to bear down and give birth. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. She apologized. Had forgotten about the twins I lost, 15 years ago, in the same hospital.

I told her how honored I was too be there. I just wished Emmitt(the father)would get there. As the first babies head came out, I prayed in my mind. Lord, please this is not my place. Emmitt should be here too see his first child. I kid you not. As the baby was coming out, I was holding her up, I turned around. He was standing right behind me. The Father was truley with us.

I told him to take my place for the second one. The awe on this young man's face. The two babies we saw born. Most incredibule. She had two boys just like I. The difference. Not only did I never get too see mine. I never saw a baby born alive. My own father never made it too the hospital in time. I never got too say goodbye.That was the first birth I have ever seen. How blessings always seem to come back to me. Always from the King.

After it was over. Back in the room. The three of us held hands and prayed. The babies 2lbs 9oz, are very small, yet have a strong spirit. Reminds me of the parents. They have recieved Christ. Now want too walk forward in obedience. Be baptized.

A young woman who is coming into her inheritance. An inheritance left by her mother. One who abandoned her as a child. Recieved Christ and than she died. How the truth, the light can set people free.

Reminding me of how this day first began. Worshipping with my own mother. In fellowship and love. She had an angel she gave me. It matches hers. Mine is the angle of simplicity. As we shared the fruit of the vine. I praised God, thanked her for giving me life. Wake up O sleeper. For by serving Christ, I am coming into my own inheritance. One just overflowing with life.

This day ending after worship. The lesson. A parable of the lost son. The love of a Father for His wayward ones. My own revelation. I have been running from the Father. Glory be to Him. In His Mercy, He ran too me.

It is an awesome day too worship God. It is quite humbling to know how much He loves us. Glory and Praise be to Him. For I believe this to be His vision of the Church.

[simple minded]

It is hard when you love someone so deeply. We must lift them to the Lord.

Oh by the way, Janine. Thank you for your analogy from before. Prayerfully, I will enter the gates with the aroma of Grace. Isn't the light just wonderful.  :thumbup: Praise and Glory be to God.