There is something so marvelous about seeing the world through a child’s eyes. As I went in to wake Syd up this morning, she had the biggest smile on her face and I as looked into her beautiful blue eyes, every thought escaped my mind and all I could do was smile back at her. After I picked her up, I began to realize that she was not only happy to see me, but that she solely trusted me and cast all of her cares upon me and I began to wonder how better our lives would be if we did the same with our heavenly Father.
Due to the nature of our history with the NICU, I feel a tremendous bond with my little angel and I realize that she is more than I could ever have hoped for. God knew exactly what my heart longed for and he blessed me with a miracle that gives me such joy. During this painful chapter of our life, God showed up in a big way; He provided in ways not possible for me to and He interceded for me in a time where my own strength was not enough. Being a fixer, this was a very hard time, but in it I learned to trust God despite of all my inadequacies.
Every time the doctors would tell us something else was wrong, every time they told us we would have to stay another week, every time we had to sign another consent form to run more tests, I learned to trust God even more. The choice was up to me if I wanted to fight alone or if I was going to allow God to reach into my life. When we choose to give our situation to Him and we trust in Him alone, there is no limit to what He can do in and through us. Then it is up to us to give God all the praise and all the glory and to share with others the miraculous things that God has done. It doesn’t matter so much when this happens, but that it happens. Many of us fail to complete this last step and it is one that is vital to bringing glory to God and accomplishing His will. Recording what God has done is a great way to look back and see where God has brought us and is a testament of His goodness and faithfulness, but it is also a way to give hope to others walking through similar circumstances.
While we will never know exactly what someone else is walking through, we can encourage them and be an extension of God’s loving arms. It’s when we give our problems to God and help others do the same that we will emerge from our fiery trials without even smelling like smoke. Today, I praise God for what He has brought our family through and when I look back in the sand and only see one set of footprints, I know that it was God carrying me through it. God heard my cries and my little princess is living proof that God answers prayers. It truly humbles me to know that the love I have for her is a mere fraction of the love her heavenly Father has for her.