Todays Challenge, Is to be bold and ask for prayer! While I was preparing and researching about prayer for today, this incredible quote came up in my search and I had to share…it says:
“Fight all your battles on your knees and you will win every time.”
When I read that, God really tugged on my heart. Whatever trials or tough situations you are facing today. Give it to God, allow Him to work in your life, like never before. Our Prayer team here at UYM, would absolutely LOVE to pray with you and for you…Comment your Prayer requests below or send us an email. We look forward to having this opportunity as an online community, to pray with you and to support you in your life journey.
Hello Ladies. 🙂 I hope all of you are enjoying this gorgeous day! When I was asked to write about miracles, a lot went through my mind at this point in my life, of where I want to see one. I prayed for God to give me a wonderful testimony to share! As they days went on, nothing was happening (as it seemed). I wanted this huge miracle to happen, how hard was that, right? He is God of the impossible! With Him all things are possible! I realized in my heart, I was putting an expectation on my miracle. I wasn’t seeing what He has done already. I was wanting it out of the flesh, naturally so; we are all human. Watching my sister go through what she is going through (fighting cancer a second time), my heart’s cry for HER miracle to be healed was so dear to me. I want this miracle more than anything in the world!
As I laid in bed on Wednesday night, I prayed for God to please show me that miracle. I woke on Thursday morning, at 6:30am, to the most amazing sunrise that beamed through my window and kissed my face good morning. God showed me that my miracle was right here. I receive it everyday when I wake up in the morning! I was so focused on “my” plans and how “I” wanted things to play out. His mercies are NEW every morning! I wasn’t being thankful of the blessings He has for me every morning, nor waiting on His timing for it. I woke up and was breathing, I can get up out of bed, I can eat, I can walk out my door and not worry about a war happening on my doorstep, I can kiss/love/play with my children and enjoy seeing them smile and hear their laughter, I can go to work and pour Love on everyone I meet. The list can go on and on. When we humble ourselves, we see that there are so many of God’s children out there that would give anything to have these little blessings. We can take the little miracles for granted sometimes. Watching my sister’s journey has opened my eyes to the little miracles in life. She would love to get out of bed, be able to eat without worry, go for walks freely with no pain, get on the ground and play with her babies, be the amazing manager at her work. I took these little miracles for granted. 😦
We live in such a fast paced world that we don’t STOP and smell the roses. We aren’t seeing what He has and is already doing. When we pass by God’s goodness and His mercies, a little bit of hope can get lost. We do it without even knowing it. Hope deferred makes the heart sick and makes those big miracles seem so impossible. You see it’s the little miracles that happen every second of every minute of our lives that ignite the HOPE for the big miracles! Be thankful for receiving them and praise God with your arms open wide raised to Him! Allow Him to fill the flood gates of HOPE to rise in your hearts so you can pour it on someone! Give all that in which you receive! Knowing He is the God of the impossible and knows every plan and how everything will work out. His timing is perfect for that big miracle! He is hearing every prayer and knows the desires of all of our hearts! I reflect on how many times He has saved my sister life already. How many ways He made the impossible happen when there seemed no to be no way. He has turned her situation into a testimony, above all, I have seen Him capture her heart. :’) There have been so many little miracles that He has shown us along this journey, I know He will perform the big one we desire. 🙂 He can and He will; He proves it every day!
Take time today and reflect on how many blessings God has given you from the moment you woke up this morning. I pray your heart is filled with thankfulness and that you know how loved you are! I pray Hope arises in all of you lovely ladies and you can bless the socks off of all who you meet today. I pray His love and His light shines through all of you, and I pray God uses you to be someone’s miracle today. 🙂 Peace, Love and Joy. Amy xoxo
About Amy Gauvin:
Amy is a compassionate, loving, funny gal with a heart for Jesus! 37 years young, single Mom that has been blessed by two beautiful girls. She loves working with the public and makes it her mission to pour the love of Jesus on everyone who walks through her door! There is such a need for Love in this world and She hopes to spread it where ever She… goes. In her spare time She likes to spend it with family, go biking, walking, reading, fishing and helping/blessing others whenever She can. Curling up with a good book, p.j’s and a tea is Her idea of relaxation! It’s very near to her heart to get together with woman and talk about all of life’s happenings and encourage each other, but most of all have fun and laugh! She would love to be a counselor one day and help the brokenhearted walk the path of being set free and seeing Gods love heal them! She knows through her life experiences God has called her to a Woman’s Ministry, He is still showing Her and guiding her on how this is to happen. In the meantime, She will hold His hand and trust in Him knowing His perfect master plan is unraveling.
Welcome back to Tell It Tuesdays…This is where we get real. Today’s challenge, is to tell it. What’s one struggle your facing right here, right now. I know at times, we have a fear of being vulnerable and sharing our struggles but, I believe in ‘sharing the burden.’ Today, I am going to share briefly about ‘Seasons of Life.’
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 reads…
“For everything there is a season and a time for every matter under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what has been planted. A time to kill, and a time to heal. A time to break down, and time to build up. A time to weep, and a time to laugh. A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to cast away stones and a time to gather them; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain. A time to seek, and a time to lose. A time to keep and a time to cast away. A time to tear, and a time to sew. A time to keep silent, and a time to speak. A time to love, and a time to hate. A time for war, and a time for peace.”
There certainly is a time for everything. Everything has a season. Good seasons. Bad seasons. Productive seasons. Growth seasons. And, seasons of decline. Seasons of mourning. Grief. Seasons of laughter. Seasons where there are more obstacles than opportunities. Often followed by seasons where we can’t seem to find time for all the opportunities. There are seasons of stretching, where God seems to shape something new in our hearts. And, we often don’t know what that new is until we enter another season. Seasons of passionate, growing love. And, tough seasons, where love is tested. Seasons you’re more the leader and seasons where you’re more being led. Seasons of blessings. And, seasons of wondering where are all those blessings others seem to be experiencing. There are seasons of discovery and seasons where we get to invest what we have discovered in others…
When we don’t understand this concept of seasons — especially in the bad seasons — we can begin to believe that seasons never change. We may stop trusting. Stop dreaming. Stop taking risks. But, life comes in seasons. Seasons do change. Sometimes quickly. And, sometimes seasons may even overlap each other. When we find ourselves in a good season — especially an extended good season — we can start to take the season for granted. We may even forget that seasons change. Sometimes quickly. And, so we aren’t prepared.
In my life there has been times to cry, don’t get me wrong…I for sure don’t live the “perfect life.” There have been times to dance and sing but, there are still times to mourn. There has certainly been, a Season for everything and for that I am truly grateful. I want to encourage each of you today, that no matter the season of Life you are in, right at this very moment. Jesus Christ is working all things together for your good. He is working to bring greater revelation of Himself in your life.
Wil’s story begins about 5 years prior to his birth. About a year after our 4th child was born, I had a dream. I don’t put tons of stock into my dreams but this was different. It was like God spoke to me. I woke with a deep knowing.
I wish I could explain it better but that is what it was. The message was clear – I was going to have another child and I was going to be older. I didn’t know what “older” meant.
Since we had wanted our children 2-3 years apart and we wanted to be “done” by the time I was 40, I assumed that older was something different than our “plans”. I prayed about this message, not quite trusting my feelings or my thoughts, but the “knowing” became stronger….. somehow. I figured I should probably share this with my husband. So I told him “God told me we are going to have another baby and I am going to be older. So, don’t be surprised if I turn 50 and announce that I am pregnant.” He responded, “I hope you are not going to be 50!” I agreed but since I didn’t know what “older” meant, I couldn’t assume.
In the years that followed, we were regularly asked, “Are you done [having children]? My husband would inevitably respond “We are DONE!” and I would say “I don’t know. God told me we were going to have another child and I would be older. I don’t know what that means.”This became a mantra whenever the question was posed or the topic was discussed.
Until one day. In December 2010, out of the blue, my husband quietly shared “ya know, if God gave us another baby, we’d be perfectly fine.” Uh oh. There it was. Confirmation. I was going to have another baby. I knew and yet when it happened so quickly I stayed in denial for a number of weeks. When I finally embraced the circumstance, we were excited. All of us. (Well except for our eldest. For him this was nothing new – he had three younger siblings so this was kind of the “same old, same old”.)
I began to plan a wonderful birth. A home birth surrounded by my friends and family….. and a full snack table….. more of a birth….. “party”. Finishing my child bearing with a bang! On September 22nd, I met with my midwife for a checkup. She expressed some concern that I was measuring larger than normal and asked me to have an ultrasound done the next morning, “just to be sure”. The ultrasound technician assured us that we were growing a happy, healthy baby. No reason to be concerned. I left that appointment and headed on my way to a weekend Women’s Retreat …The speaker was Lisa Van Ryn. The message that Saturday night led us to a time of reflection on what you are holding back from God.
Acknowledged by writing it on a paper. A willingness to surrender.
Symbolized by throwing the paper in a campfire outside of the chapel. I remember being the last one at chapel that night. I knew that I was holding tightly to MY birth plans and MY baby but it took me time to own it by writing it down. In haste, I scribbled these words. The birth and this baby. I wrote them down but I wasn’t going to throw them in the fire. I made my way outside the chapel and to the fire, to at least make a semblance of participation.
I stared in the fire as I turned the paper over in my pocket. A dear friend gently let me know she was waiting for me and without further thought I pulled out the paper and threw it into the fire. I didn’t turn back. I returned to work Monday feeling tired but I was shocked awake to my water breaking in the early Tuesday morning hours.
Five weeks early. No home birth. My plans quickly flew out the window. We headed to the hospital. We arrived before 8 in the morning. Wil made his entrance an hour and a half later, into a room full of witnesses. He was quickly checked by the NICU team and I was allowed to hold him briefly and after a quick kiss, he was whisked to the NICU. I wouldn’t see him again until after 6 that evening. When I was finally able to see him, I was told he was a very sick baby. I was told I could not hold him. I couldn’t nurse him. I could touch his hand but I could not rub. He needed darkness and quiet. No stimulation. They even moved every other baby out of his pod area for the first few days so he was isolated as much as possible.
I quietly watched and prayed for this little man. He was the largest baby in the NICU at 8lbs. 4oz. I had a hard time comprehending how sick he was because, aside from the monitors and tubes everywhere, he looked like a normal, healthy new born. It wasn’t until later that week that I was told that he had PPHN . PPHN is a life threatening disease that affects about 1 in 500-1500 babies each year. My simplified explanation is this: When a child is in the womb, the heart beats and the blood flows away from the lungs. The blood is oxygenated by the mom and circulated through the umbilical cord. During birth there is a transition that occurs. The heart switches to sending the blood towards the lungs to get oxygenated.
Wil’s heart didn’t switch. I spent my days at the hospital and came home to sleep as there was no where I could stay in the hospital. I frantically read scripture searching for a life verse for Wil, as I had chosen a verse for all of my other children.
A few days in, while eating lunch, I found it! I returned to his bedside elated. His nurse that day noticed the change in my demeanour and asked. I explained that I had found HIS verse. She asked me to share, so I did:
Photo Credit: Amy Lenhart Photography
Psalm 18:1-2
“I love you, Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.”
Wow. She responded that is a very powerful verse. She then suggested that I print the verse and tape it to his isolette. She then offered to join me in praying for Wil, his life verse, each time she was his nurse. We prayed and had many people praying for Wil.
One day, a couple of weeks later, I was feeling sorry for myself and was very teary. This same nurse approached me to see how I was doing. I bemoaned the story of throwing the paper in the fire. I said “Maybe if I hadn’t surrendered then we wouldn’t be here!” She gently confronted me and said “I don’t think that’s how it works but when are you going to start?” I looked at her quizzically and she said “You are here but you are fighting being here. You say you’ve surrendered your birth and your baby but you are still holding on tight. When are you really going to let go?”
In speaking with others who had experience with PPHN, I learned that 20 years ago, most babies with PPHN died soon after birth and those that didn’t experienced severe disabilities from a lack of oxygen. I needed to understand that babies still die of PPHN. Babies still have disabilities from the effects of PPHN or the high oxygen treatment used to combat this disease. Babies with PPHN can be hospitalized for months. I needed to surrender to whatever was to come. We continued to pray.
I prayed over him and when he no longer required no stimulation, I would sing to him. This song became a regular anthem sung quietly by his bedside. With all of my children, their life verse and “song” were focused on who God was calling them to be and how they were to live. With Wil, I felt very strongly that his life was to bring praise to God. A life of worship. This song, was the prayer of my heart for my son.
During our time in the NICU I watched Wil’s health improve and then he would fall back a bit. We battled with weaning him off of high levels of oxygen and feeding. He struggled to gain weight. However, we continued to be encouraged when the neonatologist asked “Are you praying? You must be praying”. I told him we had a lot of people praying. He said “I can tell, he shouldn’t be getting better as quickly as he is. It is a miracle how fast he is healing.”
Having resigned ourselves to the long haul, we were surprised to be pulled into a private meeting with another of the neonatologist’s who told us that Wil was ready to leave. He still had feeding issues and his progress would be followed until he turned 5 years of age. We were reminded that his lungs would take until his 10th or 11th year to fully heal, and so we were to remain under the care of one of the doctors from the NICU team, that understood his heath history. We were told to expect Wil to have breathing issues when he had a cold.
After 28 days in the NICU, we were able to bring our little man home. We battled with weaning him off of high levels of oxygen and we struggled to get him feeding without a tube, we slowly overcame even that issue. We have been faithful in all of the follow up care to ensure that Wil receives care for any issues that may arise. At his 3 year checkup the NICU released him from further care. He had surpassed his milestones. At his regular checkups with his pediatrician, the neonatologist that has been with Wil from the very beginning, we are reminded of how far he has come from his beginnings as a very sick little baby. The appointment always ends with the doctor reminding us that Wil is a miracle.
There is so much more that I would love to tell you. But I will save that for another day. Be blessed dear friend.
About Marnie:
Ever since her teenaged years, Marnie has had a desire to be a positive influence in the lives young women. Discipleship is an important aspect of the Great Commission that is often overlooked. There were women throughout Marnie’s life that took time to invest in her spiritual growth, teaching and encouraging her. She now follows their example by intentionally investing in the lives of other young women.
Marnie is a mom of five children and has been married to her best friend for almost 20 years. She has a love for reading and photography and is passionate about the ministry of Bair Lake Bible Camp. She blogs irregularly at her blog: The Little Hill Life
What a blessing it is to share what God has done for me and let you know that He is no respecter of persons. What He did for me, He can do for you! My husband and I have been giving to the house of God, in tithe and offering, all of our 21 years of marriage. A few years ago, we found ourselves in debt that seemed unmanageable and we needed help.
Our church strongly teaches about putting God’s house first and He will take care of your house. We lived by that principle, but we were in trouble. We began reading books by Dave Ramsey about getting out of debt and becoming debt free! It sounded awesome, but very daunting. We decided with God’s help we could do it, and we would give it our best shot. It was not a short fix, but we began to work at it. My husband and I came into agreement and we started working the principles. We were able to pay off all of our credit cards and found success and then paid off our vehicles. The next part is when you see God really show up. After we had paid all of those bills we received a notice from our bank for our home equity loan. The notice stated that we were being “forgiven” our $36,000 home equity loan and we were not required to do anything.
Now, I don’t know about you, but even the terminology they used in this notice sounded like God to me. Our God forgives us and it is not because of anything we have done, but a free gift from Him. We are blessed and continue to trust God in all of our ways and hope that you will do the same. We serve a good God and I just love this testimony in our lives, because it reminds me of how much God loves me and wants to bless me and He wants to do it for you too!
About Gail:
Gail Chaulk is happily married to a wonderful man named Paul. (Her awesome Canadian hubby). She is a 47 year old mother of two. Her Son, is 23 and his name is Matthew and He was recently married to her now beautiful daughter-in-law, sweet Katie. Gail’s daughter is 20 and her name is Ashley, and she has been working with children at a local elementary school as a teaching assistant. Gail is a third grade teacher and absolutely loves her job! School has just started in Ocala, Florida, where Gail resides. She has totally enjoyed working with these precious children for the last week.
It wasn’t a morning unlike any other. It was a typical morning. I had walked out of my room and down the hallway, waking the children one by one for school. I spun in circles making breakfast, packing lunches, braiding hair, cleaning glasses, making sure teeth were brushed, socks were on, and homework was in their bags.
I laid hands on the children and asked God to bless them, to keep them safe, and that He’d use them for His glory and be a light wherever they go. Then I proceeded to close the prayer at the top of my lungs and yelled what most amazing mothers do….”BUSSSSSS!!! RUNN!!!”
Each morning after the children get on the bus, I head to the kitchen, make a steaming oversized mug of tea, and go and retreat in my room and curl up on my oversized powder blue chair. It’s where I read the Word and have my quiet time each morning. That morning I had a lot on my mind. We were preparing to go back to Rwanda in six weeks and the financial stress was on my mind.
We needed to pay for flights and accommodations, and we knew the need at the sewing school we had been a part of starting two years before. They had women who wanted to learn to sew in order to break the cycle of poverty, but the funds had run out. I’m not sure what your prayer life is like, at times mine is powerful, but other times my thoughts intrude and try to overpower my prayers.
This morning my thoughts were invaded with the realness of how expensive missions can be. God I will go where you want me to go, and I will do what you ask me to do. I asked the Lord to make a way, and just as soon as those words came out of my mouth, I found myself calculating and thinking… Well, I guess we could move this around, and maybe put our flights on the line of credit…. yada yada yada. I chose to combat it with, Seek first the Kingdom of God, but went on to think another thought, But really, that’s a lot of money, how will the Lord do that it’s only six weeks away?.… I’m sure you know how it goes.
We believe God can do it. We’ve seen God do it time and time again and yet when faced with a new obstacle, we try to help Him instead of allowing Him to help us. As I sat in His presence that morning, all of a sudden I had this thought and felt prompted to make some “Wooden Ruler Growth Charts”. I had seen one before, but me? Make them? Wood, stain, paint? Really, how do I start?
How do I make one?
How do I promote?
Instantly I knew I was in way over my head, but I also knew I had been commissioned. I had just been given a God idea, but I had no idea how miraculous and divine this thought was going to be. I went to the Depot, looked up and down the aisles (I clearly looked like I was out of my element), but kept thanking the workers for offering their help but I kept shooing them away.
I needed to look, to envision, to close my eyes and see what this was going to look like. I spent time comparing wood, looking for stain, and searching for wood conditioner, paint and stencils. I got the vision of what I was to do, and even though I wasn’t qualified and I was WAY out of my element, I went home and did a trial board.
Praise the Lord. The first board I made was for my mom & dad, I painted my maiden name on the board and was thrilled with the result. I then connected with my mom’s friend who is a graphic designer and she was so gracious and eager to jump on board. We were about to launch Rulers for Rwanda!
From there, I launched it online and the unimaginable happened. Orders started piling in. Emails, texts, and phone calls were coming through. Some from friends, some from strangers. Some from the neighborhood and city, and some from rural town. This was a GOD IDEA! And He was confirming it over and over again.
My house and our church immediately turned into a work shop. I loaded 30-40 boards at a time in my vehicle and sanded and stained in mass. I painted and prayed, and painted and prayed. I worked well into the wee hours of the night sometimes just to keep up with the orders that were flying in.
When I would feel weary, I would declare, ‘Do not grow weary in well doing, for in due time you will receive the harvest if you faint not.’ I was operating in the power of the Spirit to do what He had called me to do. He had given me the idea, He would also give me the strength. Within 14 days, we had received 100% of our first goal. Overseas flights are expensive, and God had just provided a way for both our flights and accommodations to be paid for in FULL!!!
Now it was time to do what we really desired to do – set another goal for the sewing school. Again, God knew the need. We needed wages for the instructor, the overseer, night-watchmen, new machines, machine repairs, materials, and more. God you are MORE than able. Again, within two weeks our second goal was completely met! God you are Good. Not only was I seeing the fruit of this, but hundreds of people were witness to what God was doing.
Within a month, we had met our first two goals and had raised additional funds for medical care for some of the people in the church where we minister. By the time we left for Rwanda, we had raised over $10,000 for Rwanda. We did not need to worry, we only needed to trust. We didn’t need to go into debt, we only needed to wait for the key and for His leading.
I am a woman of Faith, but sometimes it’s easier to rally around others and believe for their miracle. Some things are harder for us to believe God for, some days are harder to believe God for the miraculous. We know He can do it, but do we believe He’ll do it for us? We’ve seen His hand at work; do we believe He’ll work on our behalf? Do I believe He’ll move my mountain? Do I believe He’ll do the impossible in my life? Do I believe He will use me? These are questions I find so many asking. Yes, He will use me. Yes, He will use you, if you let Him.
I didn’t just choose to wait on the Lord that day, I try to choose to wait on Him daily. I desire to hear His voice more clearly and desire to see Him moving like I’ve never seen Him move before. This caused me to step well outside of my element. I didn’t know how to do this, I didn’t know how to promote this. Was this something people would even buy? Was this something that could really help us out?
I had friends who were way better carpenters than I. What if they laughed at me because I didn’t pick the right stain, or didn’t condition the wood properly? What if someone wasn’t happy with their purchase? What, what, what?? STOP!!! What if they were good enough! What if people did love them? What If I could do it, because the Lord had made me well able?? WHAT IF!!! It’s time to stop the “What if I Cant’s” and start declaring “What if I CAN!!”
God is willing to do the miraculous, because in that He’s glorified. These rulers allowed us to share the message of Christ and what He was doing in and through us with co-workers, neighbors, strangers, and friends. God is able to do the miraculous if we let Him.
About Heather Paton:
Heather Paton is a passionate woman who loves The Lord and desires nothing more than to see His name made famous and for the captives to be set free. She is married to a one of kind running mate and together they have been blessed with five awesome & diverse children. Her favorite time of day is dinner time, her family is a loud and funny crew and they make many great memories from being in each other’s company around the table in that short time. Heather and Her Husband Jamie, pastored for 13 years and planted an inner city church, The Sanctuary in London Ontario 5 years ago. Heather has a heart for youth, Rwanda, the Arctic. Her heart passionately beats for the lost and outcasts of society. She loves to teach, preach and disciple women who desire to see God radically change their lives. Heather is intense yet gentle….. And desires women everywhere to be ALL God has created them to BE!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!
In what areas do you find it easy to “do the right thing” outwardly, but be doing the opposite in your heart?
Personal Questions:
Do I have a habit of criticizing other believers when I see their weaknesses rather than covering them with love?
Do I compare my gifts, ministries, or acts of service with those around me?
Do I do things to be seen and praised by people? Is my behavior the same when no one is watching?
* Sometimes we can easily slip into a salvation that is based on OUR outward actions rather than remembering that our salvation is based on what JESUS did for us and that God cares more about our heart condition anyways. These questions are a good way to examine our hearts so that we can readjust where needed and receive God’s grace (His favor to destroy sin and empower us to live for Him).
Discussion question #2:
How does knowing what the Old Testament requirements were before Christ give you a better understanding of His love and mercy towards you?
Personal Questions:
Do I take Holy Spirit’s Presence for granted?
Am I unmoved by His Presence?
* If your answer to those questions is yes, then I encourage you to invite the Holy Spirit to give you a fresh revelation of His love and mercy towards you.
Note:
Don’t allow condemnation to keep you in wrong cycles, away from His Presence; allow His conviction and repentance to draw you closer to His heart. Remember your salvation isn’t based on what you do right or don’t do right; it’s based on what Christ did for you.
“For you created my inmost being, you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” –Psalm 139:13
Eight-teen years ago this coming December 31st, (New Year’s Eve) was the very eventful day that I entered this world. This exciting first-time delivery happened to be a little earlier than was expected to my parent’s surprise. I was a healthy-growing baby girl according to Ultra-sounds and many Doctor’s check-up appointments. My Mom whom had what seemed to be a problem-free pregnancy up to this point, was in for a whirlwind of change.
Everything seemed to be moving along very orderly during my birth. Nothing really super out-of-sorts or anything to be concerned about. Then, I came out…
No crying, was to be heard.
Vital Signs completely absent.
No Heart-beat to be found.
No Life at all within me…
Blue, because of lack of oxygen.
…Yes, I was born dead. This traumatizing situation was because…As I was coming out, I took my first breath of fresh-air outside the womb and tore my lungs…Making me unable to breathe. Sending me into shock.
Usually, after a baby is born the room is filled with an overabundance of great joy, relief, and Thankfulness for this new precious Life. The new born babe is usually measured, weighed, and wrapped in a soft, warm blanket and handed over carefully to the proud awaiting Daddy to be.
After my Birth, it was exactly opposite. Instead of being neatly wrapped in a warm hospital-blanket and going to meet my daddy for the first time… I was picked up by the feet, by a Doctor who was already finished a 24-hour shift and was about to head home. He just so happened to walk by my delivery room on his way out. Caught a glimpse of the situation that could have turned into a complete tragedy and jumped right into action. By grabbing me, by the feet.
…I am now upside down being ran down the hospital hallways to the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit) where he and a team of other highly-trained professionals worked together to get my little heart beating on its own once again.
“With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” –Matthew 19:26
The Thankfulness that overflows my heart for those incredible Doctors and Nurses who saved my life that night cannot be described in words. I am even more thankful to my dear Heavenly Father who held me tightly in His right hand even before I was born and during my unusual entrance into this world. He took what could have been a complete tragedy and turned it into a Testimony of Great Thankfulness.
The Miracle that continues to live on is, that I am Alive! I have absolutely no scare tissue from that traumatizing day. I am 100% whole and functioning completely normal. I give God all the praise, the honor, and the glory that I am actually alive writing this testimony. I stand in Great Thankfulness before my Heavenly Father daily.
Until Next Time,
~Kerrington
About Kerrington Sweeney:
Kerrington is founder of ‘Uniquely Yours Ministries.’ She is thrilled that God has entrusted her with this new journey of Ministry Leadership. She is truly an Ambassador of Jesus Christ. She is 17 years old and even at her young age, she is very passionate about working in ministry. Kerrington is always actively volunteering in any way she can at her home church and in her community! She’s definitely a work-in-progress but, feels so blessed to be able to continue serving God with her whole heart.
She has a sincere burning desire within her, to see Women of all ages rise up and be everything God has truly called each of them to be. She carries a mantle of community and walks with divine purpose to see lives changed wherever her foot touches the ground. She is currently in a Season of waiting, for her Prince Charming to show up and is truly loving life right where she is at but, in the meantime…
Kerrington fills up a lot of her “free time” with leading and writing for UYM. She is constantly encouraging women to follow Jesus, with everything they’ve got and reminding them daily to take their Royal positions, as Daughters of the Almighty King. She absolutely adores journaling, clothes shopping, the smell of clean laundry, public speaking and star-bucks with a friend! She feel’s God’s ‘call’ to become a Women’s Pastor and Women’s Counselor one day, and by God’s amazing grace she hopes to fulfill both of those callings! She can always be found with her writing journal, hot tea in hand, and a big smile on her face!
“Kerrington looks forward to the days ahead and laughs at the future.” ~Proverbs 31:25
Amy is a compassionate, loving, funny gal with a heart for Jesus! 37 years young, single Mom that has been blessed by two beautiful girls. She loves working with the public and makes it her mission to pour the love of Jesus on everyone who walks through her door! There is such a need for Love in this world and She hopes to spread it where ever She
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