Thinking of God's goodness.....

Ok, I am going to revert back to a personal story, which I have probably shared before. It tells of God's faithfulness of goodness and love.

Yesterday was one of my beautiful granddaughters' birthday. Her 18th. I can't believe she is that age already! Anyway, this story is about her birth, 18 years ago. I guess I had forgotten it - afterall, one doesn't stop to think about everything all the time, correct? But this morning I was thinking of her and how much I love her. And her story came back to me. And again I thanked God and praised Him for her.

Eighteen years (and one day) ago, my very impatient to deliver daughter went to the hospital at midnight to begin the process to be induced to deliver. Wait for God to set the time? No, not her, she has to do it 'her way and in her time'. Well, it WAS time as it was the due date, I believe, but still......

Since hubby and I did not want to just sit at the hospital with nothing going on, we decided to stay at home and asked them to call us when it was getting close. We went to bed that evening thinking we might get a phone call during the night.

About 2-3AM (I can't remember the time now), I was awakened with the immediate thought that I needed to pray for my daughter and the new baby. Not hearing anything I just thought I needed to pray a covering over them. So that is what I did. I prayed for calmness, prayed for a good and safe delivery, that our new baby will be perfect and healthy and that the delivery would go well for our daughter and all would be well.

Little did I know how God was going to answer that prayer.

When we finally arose early the next morning, we found we had received a call but had not heard the phone. I can't remember now if we called our son-in-law to get the status or not, but we quickly dressed and headed to the hospital. Our new granddaughter hadn't arrived, but did appear a short time later and we were able to be there.

As I sat and held our beautiful little granddaughter shortly after she was born and daddy gave her up to me, I remembered my prayer for her during the night. I commented to my daughter of being awakened during the early morning hours and my prayer for her and my granddaughter.

My daughter's eyes filled with tears of joy and wonderment. "Mom", she said, "what time was that?" I told her around what time it was (I remembered then). She then tells me what we didn't know before. It was around that time that there appeared to be some complications with our little baby - her heart rate dropped. The nurses had run in and pushed on my daughter's stomach, trying to get the heart rate up. They were considering a stat c-section.

Then things calmed down and the heart rate came up and stablized. The induction proceeded as it should, with our little one making her appearance after our arrival at the hospital.

Do I believe God intervened at that moment? I do with all my heart. He blessed me by allowing me to be a part of bringing life into the world by waking me to pray for her. He created our little princess in her mother's womb. He developed her. He delivered her and brought her into this world. He was gracious and let me pray life over her. God is good. Our princess was His before she was even born. And she is His now.

I am sure I got times wrong, and maybe even a little bit of the "story".... afterall, it was 18 years ago and I'm trying to go from memory, and my memory isn't that good anymore. But the story is the same. It never changes.

God loves us, He created us, and He gives us life. All praise, honor and glory is His alone.

Blessings!