The Beginning of Grace

 

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Forty five years or so ago a young couple anxiously awaited the birth of their fourth child. Not the kind of anxious that is excited and happy, the kind of anxious that wakes you up in a cold sweat with ‘what ifs’ swirling in your brain.

Earlier that year they had been anxious as they rushed that mom of three into a hospital to have surgery on an already burst appendix. Was there any way she could be pregnant? Of course not, her uterus was a mass of fibroids. It had miraculously sustained life three years earlier but surely wouldn’t be doing so now, besides, she was on the pill to help regulate her monthlies. No, they were definitely NOT pregnant. So they treated her like they would anyone else whose abdomen was a mess of toxic waste and sent her home to recuperate.

It became apparent not long afterward that something was amiss.  Back to the doctor they went and found out that she was indeed pregnant and had been when that rotten appendix let go of its putrid mess.  The doctor told them that the ramifications of that event and the heavy antibiotics did not leave much hope for the baby she carried, they might as well abort.

Dumbfounded and reeling they went home to pray.  They were still kind of new to praying even though they’d both grown up going to church. A real commitment to living for Jesus had only come a few years earlier. They went to their small group and they prayed. And prayed. And the answer was clear to them. If God chose to give them a baby with special needs, that is,  if the baby survived her inhospitable womb, then He would certainly give them the grace necessary to care for that child. They stood firm in their resolve.

Their doctor was concerned enough about mama and baby to postpone his trip to England to visit his dying mother until after the baby was born.

On August 24th, 1968 my mother and father received me into the world. I’m guessing there weren’t many dry eyes when I was pronounced healthy and normal with all the parts that were supposed to be there. There was a collective sigh of relief and grace reigned.

This is the beginning of my story of grace.

This is what I was born into. The warmth and safety of parents who faithfully prayed me into this world.

I have always had a deep, underlying knowing that God purposed for me to be here because of the beginning of my story.

And yet I would continue to be in need of God’s grace as fear began to wrap it’s tentacles around my fragile heart from a very young age…

About Lani

With six kids, a farm, a ministry and dreams poking out in every direction I need plenty of grace to keep all the balls in the air. The sweet thing is that when I drop them, that crazy grace of God is there telling me I'm still okay...and you are, too...welcome to this place of grace.

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16 Responses to The Beginning of Grace

  1. Kristin Smith July 15, 2013 at 10:50 am #

    A. MAZING story!! I have chills, just so grateful to have read this today and grateful for God’s provision in your life from the beginning!!
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  2. Donna July 15, 2013 at 11:28 am #

    Hey…wait a minute…where’s more of the story??? 🙂 Looking forward to reading your story…
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  3. Jacque Watkins July 15, 2013 at 11:32 am #

    And I am so glad you’re here, and I can’t wait to read more! May many be touched and blessed by your story of all this crazy grace! xo
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  4. Melissa Ann July 15, 2013 at 11:37 am #

    So excited that you’re here and that God has a purpose for you. Also excited to hear about how you’re fighting the tentacles of fear now.
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  5. Sheena July 15, 2013 at 11:38 am #

    Wow! What a beginning! Someone told me this would be a blessing 😉 thank you for sharing
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  6. Mandy July 15, 2013 at 1:51 pm #

    Amazing! This is wonderful, Lani. I am so glad you’re telling your story. Way to go!!!
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  7. Laura Rath July 15, 2013 at 2:23 pm #

    Looking forward to reading more of your story and encouraging you along the way!

  8. Christine Wright July 15, 2013 at 3:05 pm #

    Proud of you for stepping out and can’t wait to read more!!

  9. Katharine July 15, 2013 at 5:07 pm #

    Awesome! Looking forward to more!
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  10. Kim July 15, 2013 at 8:12 pm #

    Truly a beautiful story, Lani. To be prayed into this world-so very sweet!

    And an interesting note, too: you and I were born almost exactly 10 years apart: I was born August 19, ten years before you.
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  11. Lani July 16, 2013 at 11:27 am #

    You are all so kind, thank you for starting this journey with me!
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  12. martha brady July 17, 2013 at 3:18 pm #

    awesome story lani:) i wasn’t paying attention and tho’t it was about you and one of your kids…then i looked at the date. wow! love your story. guess you knew something special was for you!

    interestingly, my mom had appendicitis…but 6 wks. after i was born! that was almost 70 yrs. ago. they didn’t pump or anything back then. her milked all backed up and she said the pain from that was almost worse than the pain from the surgery!

    what a way to start off life with your first child…spending 10 days in the hospital (the norm back then) after appendix surgery.

  13. nursenan72 July 17, 2013 at 7:37 pm #

    I knew you had a good story to tell us! God truly does have his hand on us from the beginning!
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