From an Obsessive Optimist in the Eye of A Hurricane.

life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass; It's about learning to dance in the rain.

Cerise is a Color, that I Love, Love, Love

on February 6, 2011

It has been said that things good and bad come in threes, but my most favorite things have come one at a time.  My mom once asked me why I had my children 19 years apart.  I told her that I had them so far apart so I could enjoy each one.  And that is partly true.  We would have had Cerise 6 years sooner, but it took 6 years for the Lord to prepare us for her.

In 1988 my husband decided that he would really love to have a little girl.  We began to pray for a little girl.  I thought we would adopt a little girl, as I had had my tubes tied in 1979.  I was not really thinking about having a baby.  I had had my tubes tied as my kidneys almost failed when I was carrying my son and the doctor did not think it would be wise for me to have any more children.

Cerise is now 16, tall and blond and beautiful.  She tops me by 5 inches.  She pirouettes from room to room in our house, filling the air with teenage chatter of music, fashion, boys, school and swimming, not necessarily in that order.  Her energy is contagious.  She is tentatively reaching out for her own relationship with our Lord.  She is by turns shy and bold.  Watching her causes laughter and joy to bubble out of me, which she sometimes misconstrues as making fun of her dramatic statements and positions, each all or nothing,  for the moment.    She has a heart for the African children and really wants to do something to make a difference for them.

In 1982 the Lord miraculously healed my kidneys.  I was at a church service and the pastor said, “There is someone here who has had kidney problems since they were a child, and the Lord would like to heal them.”  I ran to the front of the building and as the pastor prayed, I felt warm and tingle all over.  I have had one bladder infection since that time.  I could bore you with details, but from the time I was 6 weeks old, until that day in 1982 I had had numerous kidney infections and was told that I had extensive scarring in my kidneys from the repeated infections.

A baby, a baby girl.  If you adopt, you can sometimes pick the sex.  We were praying for a baby girl.  In 1993, my sister went in for infertility counseling and in vitro fertilization was suggested to her.  It is a very expensive procedure.  I went to lunch with her and she explained the procedure and costs.  I went home, and repeated the information to my husband.  My husband said, “Let’s do that.”  I said, “Do what?” 

In vitro Fertilization is very expensive, and in it is not a sure thing.  Even today, there are 31 live births for every 100 procedures in women 35 to 37,  according to this article. ( http://www.advancedfertility.com/ivf-age.htm)  In 1994 I know it was less.  And as I told my husband, it is not like going to McDonald’s, and saying I will have the Big Mac.  You get what you get, girl or boy.  My husband kept praying.

We had our primary care doctor refer us to a infertility doctor.  He went over the entire procedure and the cost.  We prayed over this decision for a year.  The exact amount we needed for the in vitro procedure, became available, 1 year later.  We felt this was the Lord, saying YES!

We began the process, I only produced 2 eggs, the doctor wanted me to have 4 to 12 eggs.  The doctor wanted to start the whole procedure over again.  We would have to come up with an additional $5,000.00.  My husband and I asked the doctor if we could just continue on with the process.  The doctor said, statistically, I could not get pregnant with just 2 eggs, but practically, it only takes one egg for a pregnancy.  It was our money and if we wished to spend it by continuing the procedure, knowing this, he would be willing to continue.  We prayed about it with a prayer group and felt that if we had heard from the Lord, I would get pregnant with just 2 eggs and if we had missed God, I would not get pregnant and we would have learned a VERY EXPENSIVE LESSON.

She is beautiful and she was a beautiful baby.  I am so privileged to be her mother.  I would not change anything.  I would not change the 6 years the Lord spent preparing my husband and I for His miracle.  And she is His miracle.  I took her into the in vitro clinic when she was 6 weeks old.  The doctor said, “She is beautiful, but I had very little to do with the birth of this young lady.”

I leave you with the scripture from the sermon this morning. 

Don’t you know anything? Haven’t you been listening?
God doesn’t come and go. God lasts.
   He’s Creator of all you can see or imagine.
He doesn’t get tired out, doesn’t pause to catch his breath.
   And he knows everything, inside and out.
He energizes those who get tired,  
   gives fresh strength to dropouts.
For even young people tire and drop out,
   young folk in their prime stumble and fall.
But those who wait upon God get fresh strength.
   They spread their wings and soar like eagles,
They run and don’t get tired,
   they walk and don’t lag behind.   Isaiah 40:27-31  The Message

So you want a miracle? 

 My husband and I found that there are 7 steps to a miracle.

The willing to be wrong may be the most important.  It is that place of humility, if at the end of all the prayer, all the waiting, all the stepping out, all the cost, if His answer is no, you will be at peace, content to say with Paul;

there was given me a thorn, a splinter, in the flesh, a messenger of Satan, to rack and buffet and harass me, to  keep me from being excessively exalted.  Three times I called upon the Lord and besought Him about this and begged that it might depart from me;

 But He said to me, My grace ,My favor and loving-kindness and mercy is enough for you sufficient against any danger and enables you to bear the trouble manfully; for My strength and power are made perfect fulfilled and completed and show themselves most effective in your weakness. Therefore, I will all the more gladly glory in my weaknesses and infirmities, that the strength and power of Christ ,the Messiah may rest yes, may pitch a tent over and dwell upon me!  2 Corinthians 12:7-9  Amplified 

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