Gestational Date: 30 weeks 3 days
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| It snowed today! |
Maddie had a much better day today. She was able to come off some of her medications and start moving around and squeezing fingers and kicked her feet when I spoke to her. Looking back on Saturday, I keep thinking of all the people here at the hospital and elsewhere who were praying for Madelyn. She is such a little girl, but already has so many people who care about her. I have heard from so many people that are friends and family members of our friends and family. So many prayers. Tonight, Trenton came by and we were talking about Bible verses and I brought out my trusty Bible I got for Confirmation preparation and that I have been keeping in Maddie's room. When I was in college, I would go and talk to our priest at Loras (Padre) and he told me to read Psalm 139 every day until I found something new about it that I hadn't realized before. It may seem like a really boring assignment, but the more I read it, the less I worried about things. It matches so much something that Trenton and I always said way back in high school, that everything that happens was meant to be and that it is all part of God's plan. I feel like Maddie's struggles are all part of the plan. Everything will work out the way it is supposed to.
Psalm 139
For the leader. A psalm of David.
LORD, you have probed me, you know me:
you know when I sit and stand;
you understand my thoughts from afar.
You sift through my travels and my rest;
with all my ways you are familiar.
Even before a word is on my tongue,
LORD, you know it all.
Behind and before you encircle me
and rest your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
far too lofty for me to reach.
Where can I go from your spirit?
From your presence, where can I flee?
If I ascend to the heavens, you are there;
if I lie down in Sheol, there you are.
If I take the wings of dawn
and dwell beyond the sea,
Even there your hand guides me,
your right hand holds me fast.
If I say, “Surely darkness shall hide me,
and night shall be my light” —
Darkness is not dark for you,
and night shines as the day.
Darkness and light are but one.
You formed my inmost being;
you knit me in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, because I am wonderfully made;
wonderful are your works!
My very self you know.
My bones are not hidden from you,
When I was being made in secret,
fashioned in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw me unformed;
in your book all are written down;
my days were shaped, before one came to be.
How precious to me are your designs, O God;
how vast the sum of them!
Were I to count them, they would outnumber the sands;
when I complete them, still you are with me.
When you would destroy the wicked, O God,
the bloodthirsty depart from me!h
Your foes who conspire a plot against you
are exalted in vain.
Do I not hate, LORD, those who hate you?
Those who rise against you, do I not loathe?
With fierce hatred I hate them,
enemies I count as my own.
Probe me, God, know my heart;
try me, know my thoughts.
See if there is a wicked path in me;
lead me along an ancient path.
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| Lots of sleeping today |
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| Hanging out in her warm cozy bed on this snowy day. |
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