Thursday, December 19, 2013

Don't forget what it's all about..

We're almost through the Christmas season. Can you believe it! I tell ya, it went fast. I think I finished ALL my shopping today..hooray!

 With all that has been going on, David's heart surgery, recovery, figuring out what to get everyone, then shopping, Christmas has been very exciting to me. The chaos, the stress, it can all be too much at times. I needed a reminder of what this season is all about.

We had our Christmas cookie gathering at church last Saturday. There were many new faces and LOTS of yummy treats to eat. We sat around and shared favorite Christmas meals, movies and memories. There was lots of laughter and smiles. We were also blessed to hear from two lovely ladies. I was touched to hear one share about the true meaning of Christmas. She said that sometimes in the hustle and bustle of the season she sometimes forgets. Listening to her share helped me to remember what the holiday is all about and after she spoke, I shared a few words. I  reminded the ladies ( and myself) that this season is about Jesus. It's about His birth. If he hadn't come, we wouldn't have eternal life. If He hadn't emptied Himself with love for us, come down as a lowly babe in a manger, we wouldn't be able to be with His for all eternally. Yes, the presents are nice. Yes, family is nice, but let"s not forget Who this Christmas is all about.

While you finish up your shopping, getting those last stocking stuffer, take a few minutes to say thank you. Stop, take a deep breath and tell Jesus thank you for being born this day. For with Him....we would be lost.

"Hallelujah,
We've been found
A child is born
To save us now
Hallelujah light has come
A Savior who will set us free
A Promise for those who believe"

" He has come for us
  This Jesus
  He's the hope
  For all mankind
  He has come for us
  The Messiah
  Born to give us life"


   Be blessed...


Thursday, December 12, 2013

What a journey...

Boy, a lot has happened since the last time I was here. We had our sixth baby, David Joseph Gold, the beginning of July. We were super thrilled, but with in a few hours found out David had some heart issues. We were referred to a Pediatric Cardiologist which we saw when he was seven days old. What we found out was, he had two holes in his heart, one small and the other very large. Both were in places that wouldn't be able to heal on their own and it was likely he would have surgery to repair them. I walked out of the doctor bewildered. From them on, it was one thing after another. Weight checks every two weeks, constantly watching for signs of distress, struggling with his lack of weight gain and many other things. When he was 5 weeks old, he got hit with a terrible bout  of pneumonia. He as in the hospital for 8 days!! He was very sick with a high fever. We also found he had an infection in his blood stream, plus a viral infection. With all this going on, his heart was working way to hard and beating way to fast. Once he was stable, they discovered his heart had enlarged due to it working so hard, and was put on heart medicine.

 At the end of August, at one of his cardiologist appointments we found that, due to the heart working so hard, his aortic valve started to leak. This was VERY BAD. Surgery was inevitable. On November 4th, David went in for open heart surgery. He was 4 months. It was the hardest, most awful thing I have ever had to do as a parent. After the surgery was done, the doctor came out and told me that they found two more holes and another valve problem. It was a grand total of four holes and two valve problems!! One they patched, two they stitched, one they believed would heal on it's own, one valve had weakened and stretched from the heart working so hard that they tightened it. The aortic valve was actually not torn, but stretched and with the repair of the large hole, should go back to functioning as normal in time. All good news!!
After a few days, David was able to come home. We are still in the recovery phase...doctors say it'll take 6-8 weeks. But he is doing very well. It has been quite a journey for us. A real trial. If this was they only situation we had to deal with, it would have been enough, but we have had some MAJOR stresses going one at the same time. I won't go into all of them, but one thing we had to do was put the boys in school. Due to all the stress and trial, we had to make the hard decision to enroll them for the remained of the year. They are attending a small private school , and I'm very thankful for that option. It's a bit weird for me. One very good thing is that I will have time to spend with my four younger children. They have been very neglected by me with all the other stuff going on. I am really looking forward to spending this time with them.

When we first got the news of how bad his heart was, I started asking the Lord why. " Why did you do this Lord? I don't understand.". I remembered  Psalm 139. I like to call that the baby Psalm. I went to it and read ..
" For YOU FORMED my inward parts, you KNITTED ME TOGETHER in my mothers womb. I praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. "  vs. 13-14

" My frame was not hidden from you when I was being made in secret, INTRICATELY WOVEN in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance. In your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them" vs. 15-16

The whole Psalm is great, but these verses stood out. It reminded me that, for whatever reason, God made David's heart exactly how He wanted it. Holes and all. He was forming David in my womb and made his heart. His hands were creating him, delicately, precisely, and exactly the way he was suppose to be. I don't understand why, but I know that it wasn't by mistake.  There's a reason. This gave me some peace. To know that David's heart didn't happen outside of God's control was a comfort. To know that God wasn't looking the other way  or standing on the side lines just watching things happen with no way to stop it. He did this.When I wasn't feeling this to be true, I had to remind myself that God can't lie and therefore if He can't lie, then what He said has to be true. Whether I feel it or not. If God wrote that He made David, then I needed to believe that. Holes and all. Most days this was very hard,  I had to pound into my brain over and over. Even though it went against everything I was feeling, seeing and thinking, I'm glad I "preached" these Truths to myself.

I look forward to getting back to "normal". I am thankful to be through this tunnel ( so far) and that we get to go into the Christmas season with a healthy, happy little man.

Be blessed this day my friends.