Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts

Wednesday, 30 November 2016

Practicing Thankfulness

In light of the recent events at the hospital, I don't think I have to tell you that I have not been eager to return. Each weekend I wrestle, thinking of reasons why I should go, immediately followed by reasons why I shouldn't have to. It rained heavily the entire day before a recent trip in, and I actually thought, "Maybe the road will wash out and I won't have to go." Wow. Well, the road didn't wash out so I put on my skirt, packed my bag, and headed to the hospital.

It was a quiet day which wreaked havoc on my mind and heart. I was eager to be busy and fill the time, but with only two laboring mamas, one of which was knocked out on pain meds, there was little to do. I milled around for a bit before deciding that I had better get out of there. I walked over to the post-natal ward to see if my friend was working. She wasn't, so I wandered outside. I prayed as I walked. 

"Lord, this is hard. I don't want to be here, and feeling like this makes me even more sad! My heart is just tired." 

As I prayed, the Holy Spirit said, "What here is good? What things are going well? Can you thank me for my gifts and the things that bring joy?"

So I began. I thanked the Lord. At first, it was the material things within view of where I was standing. Over time, the thankfulness spread to people, ideas, truths, and the gifts that you cannot hold in your hands or wrap your arms around. I've compiled the list here for you to read. God's gifts come in many forms. 

1) Gloves. I'll touch anything with gloves! And germ protection is paramount.

2) Trash cans. What would we do if there wasn't a place to put rubbish? It would be nasty.

3) Shoes. Walking barefoot in gunk is gross.

4) An unclogged sink. As often as the toilet clogs, the sink never has.

5) Alcohol hand sanitizer. Surprised it's available? Me too.

6) Gauze. We use this stuff for everything. It comes in giant rolls that we cut and rewrap in shorter lengths. The supply seems never-ending.

7) A mop bucket. There was a time when I rung dirty water from the mop by hand. I can't tell you what a pleasure it is to use a functioning, ringing mop bucket.

8) A mop. Cleaning the floors standing upright is a no-brainer.

9) Beds. Until you've delivered a baby on the floor, you cannot fully appreciate this luxury.

10) Four walls and a roof. Bear with me. Many have labored in worse places.

11) IV fluids. This is a game changer for so many women. Seriously, life-saving.

12) Clean needles. No questions about where they've been or what pathogens they carry.

13) Curtains. Shower curtains, but a bit of privacy nonetheless.

14) An infant warmer. A new one too! Keepin' those babes warm is essential.

15) A vacuum extractor. As terrifying as this contraption is, I've seen it rescue many babies.

16) A blood pressure cuff. Obviously.

17) A thermometer. No need to explain.

18) A pinard. The rather old-fashioned way of listening to the baby's heartbeat. Doesn't require batteries and can be tucked into any pocket, fanny pack, or teased fro.

19) Buckets. They catch fluids and carry stuff.

20) The bathroom door. Don't roll your eyes. Have you thanked the Lord for the bathroom door?

21) Water. Sometimes there isn't any water, but those days are fewer in number than the days we do have water.

22) Electricity. Also hit and miss. But really, how often is electricity needed to bring a baby into the world?

23) Windows. They're open 24/7. I can imagine a hot, stuffy labour ward would be miserable. 

24) Rain. Cools the air and provides a conversation starter.

25) Tape. Tape to hold the IV. Tape to label the health book. Tape to hold the eyelids closed. Tape to hold the cupboard open. Tape to cover the sore on one's foot. Tape to keep one's shoes from falling apart.

26) Pitocin tablets. They're not swallowed. I'll leave it there. For the woman who is hemorrhaging, these will save her life.

27) Hot tea. A staple beverage that warms mamas and provides post-labour fluids and sugar.

28) Tongue depressors. Not used to depress tongues, but to stir tea!

29) Cord clamps. Because dental floss isn't always available. *wink wink*

30) Newborn shots and eye ointment. There's no such thing as herd immunity here.

31) Laughter. A common language that connects people across cultural divides.

32) Hand gestures. When words are inadequate, a few well-placed hand gestures will do the trick.

33) A c-section. I'm thankful that, however long it takes to get one, a c-section is still an option here.

34) The collective knowledge of the hospital staff. 

35) The midwives. These dear ladies see so much. Their hearts are seared by experiences unimaginable, but they still provide care. Sometimes that care doesn't look the way I think it should, but then I remember that they are working long hours in a tough environment with limited supplies, little support, and often no pay.

36) The surgeons. They too work long hours, and for little thanks.

37) The mamas. Whether experienced laborers, or first baby newbies, they need compassion and care, and they teach me something new every day I'm with them.

38) Family. It's unusual to find a patient alone outside of the labour ward. Most are watched over by a sister, brother, mama, or papa. Or by something I have been, a "watch mama." Someone who isn't family, but who cares deeply. 


39) Life! New babies are miraculous; every organ developed to sustain life in such a little person. When I stop to think about all that could go wrong, I'm astounded at how often it goes right.

40) God's continual presence. Imagine the world without His presence. I can't.

41) God's assurance that He has won the victory over sin and death! Glorious hope!

42) The knowledge that all people and things are seen and thoroughly known by their Creator God. 

43) A place free of civil war and persecution. There are difficulties, but I've never feared for my life. What a gift.

44) Openness to the Gospel. No one tells me that I have to keep the Truth to myself, or that it's unlawful to talk about the Hope that I have.

For about an hour, I walked in circles around the corridors of the hospital thanking the Father for everything I could think of. It didn't come easily at first, but it's amazing what this exercise did for my heart. It brought my focus back around to the hope-filled truths and joys of things right in front of me. It didn't negate the hardship, but instead, put it in its place. Subject under Christ. 
"There is none like you among the gods, O Lord, nor are there any works like yours. All the nations you have made shall come and worship before you, O Lord, and shall glorify your name. For you are great and do wondrous things; you alone are God."  {Psalm 86:8-10}  

Sunday, 13 September 2015

New Mercies

I begin praying in advance about each weekend in the ward, often days in advance - simply out of necessity. I cannot boast. The longer I walk with Jesus, the more aware I am of my frailties and my complete and utter inability to love and serve without Him. After a long, busy week, my selfish humanity wants to hide in my house, unplug the phone, and cruise Pinterest. I love being with the mamas, holding their babies, and sharing that precious time with them, but sometimes getting there is HARD.

I have to begin preparing my mind and heart in the days leading up to it. I have to ask the Lord for His grace and wisdom and joy, for the insight to see needs, and the courage and ability to meet them. And some weeks, I plead for energy and focus.

I never, ever regret going to the ward. Regardless of how I'm feeling or what craziness the week has thrown at me, I always leave more in love than when I arrived. But I certainly cannot take any credit for that. I've shed more tears over those mamas and their babies than I can count. There have been days full of death, stoic pain, and huge questions about who God is, yet when I get home, the love is still there, entirely given by God.

Oh friends, the Lord wants us to boldly go before His throne with our needs. He delights in our weaknesses because He makes His name great through extending His grace to us. Never does He expect us to muster up the strength to serve Him but instead, He tells us that we are not enough, calling us out in truth. What a wonderful place to be. Exposed for what we are: broken and helpless...but held. What freedom and what joy in being known! In that place of not enough, He fills every corner and crevice in perfect sufficiency.

These days, I feel like I am approaching the Throne of Grace on all fours; I'm just laying my head on His feet in weariness. And then He unfolds upon my heart passages like this one.
"In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding." Eph. 1:7-8
First, that delightful word "lavish"... Soak in that for a minute. It immediately makes me think of riches, excess, and something beyond compare. God did not simply give but He gave above and beyond, without reservation. A passage in Romans says that He "poured out His love into our hearts..." What a lovely phrase!

Second, I am known with a perfect knowledge that only God possesses. I am understood completely and intimately by my Creator God and, in that indescribable wisdom, He still gives His redemption, forgiveness, and grace for each day; brand-spankin' new each morning - a supply of everything I need, never exhausted.
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23
Be encouraged sons and daughters. We are deeply understood in perfect knowledge. Even more precious, we are given the right to approach God in all our ugliness and neediness. And in the midst of the beauty of that truth, we are rejoiced over! As His children, we are given the privilege of drawing from the rich store of His grace. And when we don't have the strength to draw it, He pours it upon us.  
"Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are - yet was without sin. Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need."  Hebrews 4:14-16
Wherever you're serving today, whether it be in the far-flung corners of the world, or over the stove in your kitchen, be assured that your Father has exactly what you need and is ready and willing to give it.