Little Miracles

Moments like these remind me how highly God thinks of me.  The grind of life gets so hard that I lose sight of how much I am loved.  Craziness, stresses, messes, and losses of time keep me constantly forgetful of how blessed I truly am.

These past weeks have been hard ones.  I don’t handle well not having “control” and not knowing the day and time my son would come into this world takes its toll on my issues.  Day in and day out I wondered “could today be the day?”  November 27th I went to the hospital finally sure that “it was today,” but even then God had different things in store.

I literally cannot count the ways that God answered our prayers that day.  It was a long hard day and once again our plans and processes got tossed out the window.  But over and over again God sent us his angels and miracles and on November 28th at 12:12am a  little 6lb 11ounce baby boy was brought into this world.  Aaron Joshua Furlough.

Those first nights were hard and on his second night of life Aaron was not eating well.  A tired and half delusional mom was not handling this well and just as the nurse was about to bring him in to me to try and eat again she said “the doctor is on his way for his circumcision, we will have to wait until after that.”  What anguish it brings on a parent to know that your child is about to go through pain!  Not only that but pain we consented and approved of.  Once again the thought of God’s mercy and love for HIS child brought me to my knees and together my husband I prayed.

Literally moments later the nurse brought in our quiet and sleeping son and in her sweet southern belle voice she said “He did great and look at him…his little hands are so precious I swear he was praying.”  Surely he was.  He was praying with his Mommy and Daddy and you could tell just by the look on his face that God gave him the peace we had prayed for.

Little miracles are everywhere and it humbles me to think how much time I waste focusing on anything else.  Everything else about life becomes insignificant when we just hone in on how much worth those little miracles hold.  Thank God for moments like these when we can step back, take a deep breathe, and know…it is all going to be okay.  Nothing, nothing in this life is greater than our Father’s love for us and it pains me to think how often I forget about this truth.

I must be so special to Him.  I must be.  Why else would he care enough about the little tiny pleas for help that I lift up to Him?  Why else would He constantly lift me up even when I am constantly turning my back to Him?  Like any parent to their child I am always perfect in His sight.  No matter what.  And I always will be.  I cannot fathom anything carrying any more worth than that.

4 thoughts on “Little Miracles

  1. My heart is overflowing and I am overwhelmed with happiness and filled with the Holy Spirit to read about your miracle of life (not so little) and to see the Feet of the Furlough Family! I am crying with joy for you all. Can’t wait to actually get to hug you. Love, Gram

  2. I am teary-eyed at the reminder of how much our God loves us. I am humbled that He does. Thanks for the encouragement that is in Him that we can find our true worth.
    Just the other day Aunt Kathy and I shopped in Kirklands (my new favorite store) and at the last moment found a framed scripture. Today’s blog and the timing of that purchase is surely timely.
    How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!!
    Much love from this child of God who has been privileged to be with Aaron as he came into this world, honored to be your Mom, as well as your sister in Christ.

  3. A praying baby!!! Can it get any better than that? What a joy and privlage to witness the birth of baby Aaron. A chosen child of God to be sure. I am continually amazed by you Maria. May God continue to strengthen you, comfort you, guide you, and bless you. You are more precious than jewels and gold combined. There is no measure of what we are worth in Gods eyes but one day we will see the hands and feet of Jesus….and then we will TRULY know.
    Aunt Kathy

  4. I love the feet picture at the end. AJ prays because he has parents who set the standard. 🙂 I love you Maria! So glad that AJ is a part of our lives now. You are an incredible mom. Thankful for you!

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