I was just going to laze around this morning before heading
into the countryside for Mother’s Day Supper with friends … but Elohim prodded
me in another direction: Fellowship.
So, I went.
Enroute, I saw blue peeking through the gray overhead – that looked encouraging 😊
The message was good. The ambiance was good. Prayer over me was good.
After fellowship, as I was sliding into the driver’s seat of my car, I got a message from my middle granddaughter: it made my day 😊
I stopped at home before heading into the country; I needed to pick up my Supper contributions of dinner rolls and pie 😉 I also wanted to drop off the Mother’s Day Gift bag I had received earlier at Fellowship; the items received will be much used. The little flashlight went on my keychain … and I will be using the bandana while I am in the urban garden area, (Bob prepared for me in 2018) on my town lot.
Spending a Holiday day with friends, is something new for me; I get invited a lot, but usually beg off because holidays are hard for me as a solo lobo. But this year, I decided to give it a go – and I’m glad I did. It was an enjoyable 2-hour visit 😊
When I got back home fat and sassy 😉; I reflected on the blessings I am privileged to have enjoyed – and have every hope of continuing to enjoy.
Looking back in time to the time Elohim gifted me with a baby through my husband, I can now see the wisdom of how it came about. I was pretty adamant I would never have children (my choice for private reasons) – and I explained myself thoroughly to Bob before and after we got married.
But Elohim took matters into His own hands … and nine months later, Bob and I welcomed a baby girl into this world. I’d had nine months to get used to the idea, so when I held our daughter, I was prepared to be a good Mom (to 1 only – I wish now that I had had those other 5 children Bob wanted).
With this one child … our love child, I would do Bob proud. Bob had a vasectomy, at my insistence because the doctor would not tie my tubes due to my young age: there would be no more babies. I loved babies, but my decision was based on a lot of issues which were valid, at the time.
At 18 years of age and blissfully happy with husband and children (Bob had a 5-year-old son by a previous marriage), it never occurred to me that having babies was a privilege some women are denied. Everyone I knew – including myself – was very fertile (hence the afore mentioned vasectomy).
It occurred to me sixteen years later when our daughter was told during a physical exam that she’d never have “a natural child” of her own. She was devastated. I was stunned. I paid the tally for the exam, walked home with my daughter … and prayed: then, I started on a Baby Layette for the grandchild I believed would come. God had never failed me yet. I trusted the Word of God more than I trusted the doctor’s diagnosis.
We already had a 6-month-old granddaughter – Bob’s son and his girlfriend had blessed us with a daughter born in February, and I consider her my first grandchild.
But I also wanted a grandchild that carried my DNA too.
For years I prayed. And continued to add knitted and crocheted items to the expanding Layette Of Hope. By the time our miracle was taking form, the layette had grown to 100 items lovingly made with Belief in each stitch.
I received the phone call at work: Stacey was pregnant! I cried with happiness when I told Bob later on at home. We were overjoyed when Alyna came into the world … and our lives. I was there at the delivery; and she actually turned her tiny head towards the sound of my voice, and smiled at me (I used to talk to Stacey’s baby bump) 😊
It is a moment I never get tired of replaying in my head when her birthday rolls around 😉
Our third granddaughter Brianna: Alex’s second daughter, was born in 1998.
Alex was done with having children at this point; and Stacey had had ovarian surgery – again a doctor was echoing that “there will be no pregnancies”. I was sad for our daughter, but the news was not unexpected.
Bob and I were pleased with our three beautiful granddaughters. We were feeling very blessed and I kept reminding myself that we were incredibly blessed to have Alyna in our lives because according to {science} she should not be.
But Elohim was having another laugh at the pompousness of medical opinion.
ALL of us were totally caught off guard when Stacey gave birth to a boy in the Summer of 2014 😉 We were over the moon when we got the news.
Our family was blessed with a grandson! The last boy born in Bob’s lineage had been born in 1970: it would be 44 years before Bob would hold another baby boy. Stacey named him Azariah: “God has helped”. The Name fit 😊
Azariah was so much Bob’s mini-me: he looked like Bob’s baby picture, and his personality is totally Bob. He lit up our golden years. We didn’t know then that Bob and Aza would only get to enjoy each other for four short years ☹
Those four short years were packed with precious memories I hope Azariah will never forget. I am no longer a part of his life (Stacey’s choice), so all he will have to remember Bob by, is his babyhood memories. I hope they come on strong when they visit our grandson’s heart.
Our bonus grandson is Alyna’s husband Liam; who officially joined our family in December of 2019, when he married our granddaughter. He had come to our home five years earlier and officially asked for Alyna’s hand in marriage – that sealed the deal for Bob 😉 Bob really liked Liam, and I know Bob’s spirit was present at their wedding: and I carried a small vial of ash with me, symbolic of Bob being there in a physical way too, kinda-sorta.
Liam has been good for Alyna. And he also made room in their life, and their home for Alyna’s brother and mother: that is a huge plus, by anyone’s measure of a good husband.
Right now, things are not good between them and me. It hasn’t been good between Stacey and me for three decades … and that’s on her. I no longer engage in the fighting – I have found more productive ways to spend my time, and keep my sanity without Bob by my side.
I’ve handed the situation over to Elohei, and she can duke it out with Him.
As for me, I know I was greatly favored to be granted the privilege of holding the Title of Mother; and blessed beyond measure to be pinned with the Badge of Grandmother. It’s up to the Will of Elohim to add a ribbon blazoned with Great-Grandmother across it 😉
I know that eventually everything will work out in the end for the glory of Elohim.
Lucifer is a Liar – he always had been, and he always will be.
But, praise be to the Most High God … Yeshua balanced the scales at Calvary!
Elohim gave me a promise in 1975. He set it
in motion in 1995. And He will bring it to fruition in His timing: I
am standing on the promise. And Elohei has never let me down.
I just need to be still.
And that is something beautiful to think on when I lay down, rise up, and go about my Day 😊
