Showing posts from April, 2015

When Tragedy Strikes

It's not that I'm trying to forget. It's simply that this doesn't define me. At least not now in my present state. For awhile it became a joke. "Oh, I don't have (fill in the blank) because it got burned up in the fire." How could that ever be a joke, you might wonder, but at times you learn to find humor in the things that may be most tragic. Otherwise you may crumble. 
The reality is four years ago today a house fire destroyed a home and all its contents. In many ways I had already detached myself for more than a year from what had previously been my home. 
Oh yes, there are still memories from that house. The place where my knees wore a spot in the carpet pressed down in prayer daily as I wept tears pleading with the Lord. So many desires of my heart. So many moments just Him and me. 
It housed the room that would become a nursery, themed with Noah's ark representing the faithfulness of God. There was a hallway where my son took his first steps. I fin…

12 Week Update

By the end of this week, I will enter my second trimester. Every single day I praise and thank God for the miracle He's creating. 12 weeks is the typical time when people make their pregnancy announcements. Obviously we haven't followed the general "standard" and neither time do I have any regrets. The outpouring of love and prayers surrounding our family and this baby are too many to overlook and I'm thankful for each one praying for us and Baby Wright.

So here's a little update, in case you were wondering:
12 weeks today, Sunday, April 26. Due (on or around) November 8.
We've had 3 early ultra sounds, one at 6.3 weeks, one at 9.2 weeks, and one at 10.3 weeks. Each one showed baby measuring right on time with a strong heartbeat between 150 and 165. 
Our next ultra sound will be sometime in June (around 20-22 weeks) and yes we WILL be finding out the gender. 
According to the pregnancy apps Baby Wright is now the size of a lime and will reach the size of…

Our Miracle

Even as I lay here I am so nauseated that I can't stand up. Nor could I enjoy any part of the celebratory birthday dinner for my husband tonight. Yet I've never seen anything more beautiful. There's a little white mark that looks as if it might be protruding from its eye. That is my precious baby's little hand that was just waving back and forth as if knowing we were watching. Yes, there were tears. And quite truthfully there was an amazing sense of peace. 
I've struggled with anxiousness and worry and fear. Totally normal after a loss, I suppose, but convincing myself that this wasn't the same story and God is sovereignly in control has often eluded my overwhelming anxiety. The thing is it's all out of my hands and if you've ever read my blog before you know I openly admit my struggle with control. So what does that leave me with? Simply put, trust and faith. If I've learned anything these past weeks it's truly to cherish each moment. Each nause…

Give Thanks!

Natalie shared this photo this morning. The meaning is so true. No matter what, God is good.

We claimed it. In faith we prayed. We asked God specifically for a miracle. For complete healing and restoration. What has unfolded has been the direct answer to prayer - watching God miraculously work and be Jay's ultimate Healer. We give thanks and praise to Him for His mighty works!!!

Jay's surgery went much quicker than expected - less than 2 hours when they were predicting 3-6 hours long. Jay has begun the long road to recovery. As his family continues to hold, this is a marathon, not a sprint. But already signs of life, of his personality and of the Jay they knew before that fateful Easter night are already being seen. Jay even told his surgeon "Thanks for fixing me." He's making great progress and his family is confident that God has been protecting him and holding him this entire time. 

Thank you for praying. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for asking and trusting G…

Pray for Jay

I shared our joyful news just over a week ago. I talked about the moments that I am attempting to cherish. Little did I know that hours after our celebratory announcement life would be drastically changing for dear friends. All in a single moment, a 12 year old boy would suffer a massive seizure and stroke caused by a brain aneurysm. That same boy is now facing a second brain surgery tomorrow and life altering changes that his family still cannot know the full extent of. Their journey will be months, maybe years, stemming from one single moment that has changed everything.

Tonight I am calling all friends, every prayer warrior, anyone reading this to #prayforjay. The stroke caused massive damage to his brain, his personality and has altered who his family has known him to be. Tomorrow's surgery may be a complete restart for his brain, or it may be what snaps him out of this trauma. Regardless, we're asking God for a very specific miracle: complete restoration and healing for J…

Egg-citing News!

For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
 Psalm 139:13-16

The Easter Bunny Must Die

It's Easter. Resurrection day. The day Christ conquered death, paid for our sins and made a way for us to have eternal salvation. I'm sorry to say but it is not the day the Easter bunny came or baskets and eggs were delivered. Don't get me wrong. I enjoy Cadbury and Reese peanut butter eggs more than most any other candy any time of year. I just hope the Easter goodies aren't mistakenly taking over the rightful place of the cross. 
With 8 presentations of the Living Cross between these two weekends, there's little time for extras. Still it is an amazing opportunity to engross myself in the reality of this season. I've enjoyed celebrating Easter and the traditions our family holds. We had a huge lunch last week on Palm Sunday and brunch out today. We dyed Easter eggs. It was a near disaster. The kids we're fighting over whose was whose and which stickers they wanted to use to decorate. We had an Easter egg hunt. Another near catastrophe. Something about he go…