*Did You really equip me for this?
I've been thinking a lot about what this new medication is going to do for Judah. What it will mean for him to begin growing, and at an almost-alarming rate. I was initially excited about it. I still am, I guess. But reality, another new one, is slowly sinking in. Judah will be going through a dramatic change over the next year. This whole last year he virtually stayed the same in size, except for his weight:) But I've gotten so used to him just being small. That's who he has been. "Little Baby Judy". I have to say good-bye to that. The other part of this new reality is his "specialness" becoming more noticeable. Conspicuous. Obvious. As long as nobody asks how old Judah is, they just happily assume he's an adorable infant. Except for the NG, no one passing us in the store, or peeking at him momentarily, would know that there's anything "wrong". That's going to change. He's going to start getting bigger and bigger, closer and closer to matching his actual age, and it's going to get more and more obvious that he his not "normal". Oh my word, I feel guilty for even thinking stuff like this! It doesn't matter! None of this matters. I don't care what he looks like, or what he can or cannot do! I don't care what anyone else thinks! Do I? Well, actually, I do. I care that people not judge him, but accept him and love him for the amazing little miracle boy that he is! I don't want to pass people staring at him in the store, wondering what's wrong with that boy. We live in a society so obsessed with outward appearance and performance. Argh! These are just some of the thoughts that have been swirling around in my head as we have approached this day...finally. It's a good day. It really is. This is so good for Judah. This is God's good for him! But it's a day that will bring about change. And, if you know me at all, you know I. Hate. Change. Well, I think God's been working on me in that area, so I think I can honestly say I. Strongly Dislike. Change.
Thanks for praying for me in all of this. A thought struck me just last night, and literally stopped me in my tracks. I really believe that there are people - or even just one person - that pray for me and/or Judah and/or our family every single day. That's amazing. That's encouraging. That piece of knowledge is life-giving.
I'll be back. Hopefully not too long after we meet with the nurse. I'm sure I'll have lots more to say!
While the "need" to move is certainly not urgent, and not even a need, it is getting a little crowded around here, and it would be awfully nice to have some extra space! It would also be great to move to a location that were much closer to Jared's school district. Jared wants to hang out with his students at our house, have events and parties there, regularly invite them over. It's written all over his face. He's been very successful in just about every aspect of his ministry here, but this is the one thing that has been out of reach for him...and he doesn't like it. Honestly, I'd love to change that, too. His students are important and special, and this would be a great opportunity for me to get involved with them, too; as well as our kids. Anyway, all that said, we have no idea if our house will sell or not. And that's the thing. This is another situation that has brought me back to the place of total dependence on God. My helplessness and total lack of control stares me in the face every time I look at that "For Sale" sign. Every time I think about moving, or a showing, or a different house I'm reminded that the outcome is not up to me. It's not my decision. I believe that our house will sell. I believe that God led us to put it on the market in the first place. But what if it doesn't sell, and the whole point of this is God allowing us another exercise in faith? As frustrated or disappointed or impatient as I could get during this whole process, I recognize that we're really in a great place here. Jared & I have willingly placed ourselves and our children at the mercy of God and His plan here; and we have the privilege of seeing Him work and provide, whether we move or not! I keep reminding myself that God will do what He will do and it will be GOOD. And isn't that just so true of everything in life?! It's a great lesson to have to be reminded of; to keep at the forefront of your thoughts. Not to mention the fact that I've also been reminded of all the ways that God has proven Himself to be faithful and overwhelmingly gracious to us in the last 10 years; and that, compared to all of those instances, selling a house is a pretty minor thing.