Though I am Weak, He is Strong

I'm not sure about everyone else, but when I am stressed I eat. And make really inappropriate jokes. I do not handle the unexpected very well. It makes me uncomfortable, and I seem to lose all sense of what the social norm is around me. For example, during the 24 hours that I was in the hospital before my emergency c-section, I started joking around and asking everyone who entered the room if they wanted to "check" me. If you've had a baby, you know where I am going with this. I was poked and prodded and stuck and "checked" by about 112 different people while in labor. I didn't know their names, and I was far too caught up in the moment to ask for proper identification. For all I know, the doctor who admitted me could have been homeless. I am assuming security would have caught him at some point. I went so far as to imply this to one of the nurses...she didn't think it was that funny. But I laughed hysterically...to each his own!

In these times of stress and discomfort, I am also reminded of how very small I am. Well, at the end of my pregnancy I was huge. No joke. It was not pretty. (I'm the one on the left...)

The week that Lucy was born...yikes! Gives a whole new meaning to "Big Momma's House"!

On a more serious note, we are small. We are merely a speck in the giant scheme of things. Minute. Minuscule. Tiny. Microscopic. However, despite our small stature, we were designed with creativity, planned with great intelligence, and intended with wonderful purpose. Not by accident, not by chance or coincidence -- every life ever lived, being lived, and to be lived was orchestrated by God. The God. Not a god. The one and only Creator of the universe. When I think about the arguments for evolution, they make me angry. Confused that anyone would choose to ignore an intelligent Creator and instead choose to believe that the complexity of human life spontaneously appeared from a speck of dust. Not sure where that speck of dust came from...must have created itself.

Think of it this way: I had a friend who left a set of four tires in his garage for 50 years. It was completely closed up and not influenced by anyone or anything that entire time. When he opened up the garage, the four tires had transformed...dare I say, evolved? into a brand new Corvette! Imagine his surprise! Now...immediately you say, "That is ridiculous! There is no way that could happen!" You're right, it couldn't happen. 

Every tiny life formed in a mother's womb was allowed and designed by God. He crafted those tiny fingers and toes. Breathed life into those delicate lungs. Counted every hair on each head. And along with the physical design of each child, He also wrote the story of their life. He has held them in His hands until mommy and daddy are able. He loves each one with an endless and unconditional love. As a mother, I now understand a small part of that love. She is a part of me, just as we are sons and daughters of God. 

A dear friend of mine is facing a very scary situation with a tiny baby that may enter the world earlier than planned. Fear and uncertainty could easily overwhelm her and her husband. They could collapse in defeat that this situation is just too big and too frightening. But they haven't and they won't do that. They know that God is in control. He is holding that tiny life in His hands with every moment planned out. This is no surprise to Him. We cannot prepare ourselves for times like these, but thankfully, we don't need to. God already has. 

While we are small and insignificant, He still carries us. Still cares enough to hear our prayers and hold our hands through even the scariest of times. And if it helps to laugh inappropriately a little or have an extra piece of cake, that's okay too. So my dear friend, I will be eating an extra scoop of ice cream tonight and lifting you up in prayer -- knowing that MY GOD is big enough, though I am small.

"Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows." Matthew 10:29-31