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| Madonna, Kimball Art Museum Fort Worth, TX |
Miracles are defined by the beholder. Only the one who knows the back story can identify that there is miraculous energy imbedded in seemingly common events.
Only such a beholder can identify long-ago dream content that is now occurring in real time; prophetic foreshadowing now firmly believed as having been prophetic.
Only the beholder can witness to verbal remarks that display a dramatic change of heart when compared to preceding history.
Only the beholder can witness to the comfortable, bonded, even affectionate interchange between those who no longer are burdened by the despair of estrangement.
Only the beholder can witness to a long journey of pain and trauma that has reached a plateau, turned the corner, and taken on elements of joy, laughter, and deep regeneration.
I am the humble beholder of such miracles. I have experienced the great good grace of our Lord working toward wholeness for His people. In an earlier time in circumstances only God ultimately understands, my child and I were estranged.
Today many years past pain and unceasing prayer, the child has become a beautiful woman devotedly mothering her own babies. We have found and recognize ourselves within each other; divinely bonded by common characteristics, shared preferences, remembered history. Together we talk over morning coffee, we share magazines and books, we laugh about our pets, we critique houses on HGTV, fuss over her grandfather, and we’re equally besotted with her precious babies.
Today many years past pain and unceasing prayer, the child has become a beautiful woman devotedly mothering her own babies. We have found and recognize ourselves within each other; divinely bonded by common characteristics, shared preferences, remembered history. Together we talk over morning coffee, we share magazines and books, we laugh about our pets, we critique houses on HGTV, fuss over her grandfather, and we’re equally besotted with her precious babies.
Blessedly, we have reached a new plateau, turned a corner, and we dream joyously of the future we intend to share.
“I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten … And ye shall eat in plenty, and be satisfied, and praise the name of the LORD your God, that hath dealt wondrously with you…” Joel 2:25-26 KJV
Posting here to join the Gratitude Community, numerous journal entries trace some of the miracles mentioned in today’s post and my occasions for bowing before the Lord in unending thanksgiving.
45 ~ Daughter calls with baby updates
46 ~ Grandsons’ mirror Mama's and Nana’s azure blue eyes
86 ~ Daughter and son in-law banter over supper dishes and baby bottles
198 ~ Daughter’s voice soothing her babies
205 ~ Opportunities to tell her stories of her own babyhood
265 ~ Opportunities to pray over my grandchildren
269 ~ Mother - daughter early morning coffee and laughter as babes play
272 ~ Making memories with grandma visits
289 ~ Long visits, the heart swells, wounds heal
462 ~ Gratitude Lord to be with daughter and babes for memory precious visit
474 ~ Early mornings in the glider swing with babes & their mama
556 ~ Grandsons’ babbling over the phone
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