Mercy
A definition of mercy (according to webster)... a blessing that is an act of divine favor or compassion : a fortunate circumstance: compassionate treatment of those in distress...
MERCY... this word comes to my mind often. I've always been familiar with the term, but lately it has come alive to me. I have found myself in the 'fortunate circumstance' of being the mother of an unbelievably good baby. Of coarse, I think Evangeline is beautiful and practically perfect in every way... I imagine most mother's think this of their children. But I'm talking about GOOD. She has been consistently sleeping 6-8 hrs. a night since she was about 7 weeks old and just last night had her first 12 hr. stretch. This includes a good 4 hr. nap on most days, not to mention her little hour cat naps here and there.
I'm not sharing this just to brag... or to make any new moms out there jealous, but to simply share with you how the Lord has been merciful to me.
Most of you know of the back problems that I've dealt with over the past 12 years. Many years of therapy, unsuccessful surgeries, experimental surgeries, depression, medication...
I knew that I would be able to physically have children, but was warned that it would be very difficult. My pregnancy was painful, but otherwise normal... not as bad as I had prepared myself for... MERCY.
My labor and delivery couldn't have gone any smoother. I remember hearing of a friends brief and normal delivery back in march. After we left her hospital room I looked over at David and rolled my eyes... "Of coarse, she would have a perfect delivery... with my luck, I'll be in labor for days."(sorry Katy, love you!). Well, five days before my due date, I woke up with strong contractions, got to the hospital around 7 and Evangeline was born before 1:00 that afternoon. Other than having back labor, everything went perfect... so much better than I had imagined... MERCY.
Of coarse, like any new mom, there were many sleepless nights for the first few weeks. At times I have just cried because it hurt too bad to simply bend over and lift my sweet baby out of her crib. Sometimes I cried out to God and sometimes just cried. But although my pain has increased quite a bit lately, being a new mom has not been as hard as I had imagined... MERCY.
With every morning that I wake up refreshed and every nap time that I'm able to lay down and rest my back, I am overwhelmed by God's active favor and compassion to me when I'm in distress. He is a merciful God.
MERCY... this word comes to my mind often. I've always been familiar with the term, but lately it has come alive to me. I have found myself in the 'fortunate circumstance' of being the mother of an unbelievably good baby. Of coarse, I think Evangeline is beautiful and practically perfect in every way... I imagine most mother's think this of their children. But I'm talking about GOOD. She has been consistently sleeping 6-8 hrs. a night since she was about 7 weeks old and just last night had her first 12 hr. stretch. This includes a good 4 hr. nap on most days, not to mention her little hour cat naps here and there.
I'm not sharing this just to brag... or to make any new moms out there jealous, but to simply share with you how the Lord has been merciful to me.
Most of you know of the back problems that I've dealt with over the past 12 years. Many years of therapy, unsuccessful surgeries, experimental surgeries, depression, medication...
I knew that I would be able to physically have children, but was warned that it would be very difficult. My pregnancy was painful, but otherwise normal... not as bad as I had prepared myself for... MERCY.
My labor and delivery couldn't have gone any smoother. I remember hearing of a friends brief and normal delivery back in march. After we left her hospital room I looked over at David and rolled my eyes... "Of coarse, she would have a perfect delivery... with my luck, I'll be in labor for days."(sorry Katy, love you!). Well, five days before my due date, I woke up with strong contractions, got to the hospital around 7 and Evangeline was born before 1:00 that afternoon. Other than having back labor, everything went perfect... so much better than I had imagined... MERCY.
Of coarse, like any new mom, there were many sleepless nights for the first few weeks. At times I have just cried because it hurt too bad to simply bend over and lift my sweet baby out of her crib. Sometimes I cried out to God and sometimes just cried. But although my pain has increased quite a bit lately, being a new mom has not been as hard as I had imagined... MERCY.
With every morning that I wake up refreshed and every nap time that I'm able to lay down and rest my back, I am overwhelmed by God's active favor and compassion to me when I'm in distress. He is a merciful God.
Comments
Thank you for sharing of God's mercy to you! Your testimony brings Him glory and encouragement to others.
Rejoicing with you,
Jenny Smith
I'm so excited to see God's Mercy so real in your life. Now you are able to know to a greater degree The Sacrifice God made to extend us this Mercy. His perfect Son
Thank you for the reminders that draw me back to the cross.
I love you
Dad