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Encouragement for Today~In today's world of swirling circumstances, we need to be reminded of how much we are loved by God.


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The Zinnia Fields

The Father seems to speak to my heart often through His creation.  It has especially loud over the last several months.  This was no exception.

We visited a lovely zinnia field at a local orchard the other day.  The field was awash with colors beyond imagination.  As the flowers softly danced in the gentle breeze, some lovely little creatures visited them.

Hummingbirds, bumblebees and a plethora of butterflies flitted back and forth from flower to flower with not a care in the world.  Little did they know that there was craziness in our world.  Their goal was simply to gather nectar and enjoy their flights!

 

I tried to capture several pictures and as my husband and I walked along the paths; we noticed something at the end of the field that we could not see from the very beginning.  It was another field.  Brown and barren mostly.

But…

We watched a butterfly make its way out of the abundance of flowers and head toward the what appeared to be an empty field.  We followed it.

And then we saw them……

Amongst all the brown and dusty soil there appeared many zinnias.  There was not a field of them, but a dotting of sorts, like a polka dotted tablecloth set for a picnic.

And the butterfly knew the field had value.  

The fields were right next to one another.  It reminded me of the pandemic. 

Scarred, barren, left alone, confused, misunderstood….

The flowers were separated from their kin, lonely and looked as though they had no job.

And yet.

They were thriving.  They had value.  Their life was important.  They were cheerful.  They were still focused on their purpose.

Like us.

Now.

I was reminded of the scripture where Jesus shared about the birds and the lillies of the field.

How can we ever doubt His love for us?

Even when the field looks hopeless.

~Be Encouraged Today

Tammy


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Be Still and know….He's "Got It"

Do you remember when one of your kids came to you crying with a splinter and you were trying to get it out of a finger?  “Be still” were the two words out of your mouth.  Their purpose?  To make that little guy sit still so you could keep from digging that flame sterilized needle into your baby’s already pounding finger!

My little guys always were in the “know”.  They knew that their momma would get that splinter out.  If they were very still, that splinter came out quicker and with less pain. They trusted me, they knew me..I was their momma.

“Be still”…this brings quiet, calm, serenity to a very stressful time. We quit moving.  We stop.  We don’t talk, we just listen. In Hebrew grammar this means we surrender.  We surrender in order to know that God is in control as Ribbono Shel Olam, the Master of the Universe. We let go because we believe in the saving power of the Father in our lives.  We surrender, knowing that “God’s got this”.

Webster says “Know” means “to perceive or understand as fact or truth; to apprehend clearly and with certainty; To have established or fixed in the mind or memory: to know a poem by heart; to be cognizant or aware of.  The Hebrew, “yada” has several meanings, but in this passage it means “to have an intimate kind of knowledge.”

 God was assuring Israel, just as He reassures us in the middle of this hurricane!  

The winds are blowing, the storm is raging….Jesus spoke “Hush, be still” in Mark (4:39) We have literally lost our home twice to storms and it was not easy or pleasant. But we were never alone…

 May our hearts be still and know intimately, by trust that He’s “got it.”  

If I could take care of my son’s splintered finger, how much more can the Father take care of us?

 


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Fierce Love and CP

This was a post my daughter in love made on social media.  I am sharing it with permission.

I pray it inspires you as much as it has inspired me.  Our granddaughter is a treasure that brings joy and happiness to everyone she meets!

 

September 13, 2019 was a life changing day for our little family.

I’ve spent 18 days processing this. 18 days of being sad, angry, hopeful, bitter, grateful.. sad again.. angry again. I’m normally not one to overshare personal information (besides pictures of my ridiculously cute child) but I feel social media is the best outlet to deliver this to friends and family. I don’t have the heart to talk about it over and over on the phone or in person.

We’ve spent the last few months addressing some health concerns with Norah, mostly developmental delays and some tight reflexes in her feet and ankles. We met with a few Doctors, Specialists, and Physical Therapists which eventually resulted in a referral to a Pediatric Neurologist.

I went into this appointment optimistic. Yes, I had spent the last several weeks with my friend, Dr. Google, but I knew there was nothing seriously wrong with my perfect babygirl.

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Cerebral Palsy

Those 2 words with the formal diagnosis hit me like a train. What? How? Why? She’s 13 months old.. I had a perfect pregnancy, she’s only been sick with a cold once in her whole life. She’s social, happy, funny, snuggly, perfect. I think I blacked out from pure shock. After those 2 words were said, Taylor jumped to my side immediately. He was my support and my voice and I don’t think I’ve ever loved him more than in that moment.

We left the appointment with a handful of referrals, next steps, an MRI appointment, etc. The first few days after the diagnosis are a pure blur of emotions.

So why am I sharing this on Facebook? I’ve spent the last 18 days processing how I want our daughter’s future to look.

 As much as I want to.. I can’t keep her in a bubble and hide this forever. I am not ashamed of Cerebral Palsy. I don’t want sympathy looks and concerns. I don’t want my friends to be scared to share milestone achievements about their own adorable babies in fear of hurting my feelings. I don’t want this to be the only topic of conversation when we see friends and family. I don’t want to spend hours on my phone texting or talking about this. 

I don’t want comments like “oh she will be okay!” This isn’t okay.. but she is strong, she is a fighter, she is the happiest baby in the world, and above all she is fiercely loved.

Of course the milestone achievements are important. Yes I want to see my daughter walk. I am dying to hear her say “mama”.. but her CP diagnosis has made me realize that above all, I want to raise my daughter to be kind and to show compassion, just like our friends, family and community have shown us the last 18 days. 

I want her to use this diagnosis as a platform to inspire others. I want her to know that she is strong and can achieve anything she puts her mind to. I want her to know that everyone is fighting some kind of an internal battle and that her beautiful smile and showing kindness can make anyone’s day just a little brighter.

So please don’t feel sorry for us but instead celebrate our sweet girls accomplishments with us. We refuse to let Cerebral Palsy define Norah and to define us as a family. I refuse to let it define me as a mother. 

We don’t know exactly what the future will look like.. but what we do know is that this doesn’t define who Norah is and that CP is just a part of her journey and a chapter in her story. I cannot wait to watch her tackle this and show the world just how amazing she is.

And now that I have this very emotional and very dreaded post behind me, onto bigger and better positive updates about Norah’s achievements. I cannot wait to share her story with everyone we love, everyone who loves us, and everyone who loves our perfect daughter.DSC01770

~Be Encouraged Today~

Tammy