Early Sunday Sessions

I am going to share a story about our family and how our daughter came to be. Now sit back and listen carefully, there is a lesson to be learned in this here tale.

My pregnancy with my last child and only daughter was fraught with pain and sadness, as well as joy and gratitude. At first I had trouble even gaining weight, and I sure wish that was a problem now. I only gained 14 lbs altogether with her, but it was just fine with me, I have always been curvy. Mmm..Hmm, we’ll go with that!

At about 4 months along we had our 1st ultrasound and to say it was scary would be an extreme understatement. The technician found 3 serious abnormalities with her and had to call in the doctor and have him take a look. The doctor said that she had 3 markers that indicated she probably had Down syndrome, so they wanted to take another look a few weeks later. So, of course, we tried to not worry during the time between ultrasounds but it was difficult, though not too bad because we had our three precious boys to look after and keep up with.


After the next ultrasound the doctor called us into his office to tell us he was pretty positive she had Down syndrome but he wanted to do an amniocentesis to tell for sure. We declined. We had already decided that it wouldn’t matter to us; we wouldn’t terminate the pregnancy, it would go against everything we believed. George and I believed God would take care of us and give us strength to handle whatever came our way. For a week we were a mess, I was constantly crying and worrying, and looking up websites with information on this syndrome. It was horrifying to say the least; finally when I could take it no more, I just laid it all down at the feet of Jesus.


I remember telling God He could have all the grief and sadness and that I just didn’t even want to think about it…at all. I just wanted to be at peace with the situation. That was the first time I remember God answering my prayers so tangibly. I literally did not think about it for the rest of my pregnancy, God was so gracious and loving to my husband and I during that scary time. It was as if God leaned down and gathered me into His capable and loving arms and held me there until my precious daughter was born.


The rest of the pregnancy went by without incidence, until the very end when my daughter did not want to flip around so that she was head down. The doctor tried to manually turn her but it did not work and we ended up having her by C-Section, in a rush, late on the night of July 5th, 2000. She came out crying and so beautiful, with hair that was amazing. The first thing the doctor said was “She’s perfect” that was the moment I knew God had blessed my husband and I once again. She was a perfect healthy baby girl.


It still amazes me today when I think back on it, God took my fear and anxiety completely away, it was something that I just did not think about until she came out and the doctor said “She’s perfect”. I have never had this happen again, but I have learned to lay my burdens down at God’s feet and let Him be my strength and shield.

 My God is so good to me, All the time, and I have learned to praise His holy name in both the good and the bad times. Proving that if you let Him; God will bear your burdens for you, and give you peace while He does it. All you have to do is ask. Ya’ll have a wonderful Sunday and I will be back Monday bright and early. May God’s face shine upon you today and beyond and may you have joy in such abundance that you have to give it away.