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Part of the Whole Story.

August 5, 2011

All morning I thought of typing a happy funny story. You know I like my 5 Minute Fridays. I wanted this to be funny….
bah.
So I hop over to 5 Minute Friday at GypsyMama to get my assignment….

Whole.
go.

Everyone is on a journey to wholeness….like fullness I doubt we get there until it is all over. My brokenness was 21 years in the making cresendo-ing in a pile of ruble and mess at the end of a pregnancy test in my 20th year. I mean, I always knew I was created for important things… but that all fell apart in those nine months. For nine months I hung my head thinking I was the most unwanted by God….so I thought. Can you imagine God looking at me and seeing; me think I was unwanted carrying (what others would perceive as) the unwanted? I can’t now but I remember how unwanted I felt then.
How unworthy.
It was a lie.
The truth came when I brought my son home and we layed in a milky puddle in my bed and I looked at him and he looked at me…and I realized I had met the very best person God had ever formed…
and He sent His very best
to.
me.
To me the unworthy. HE sent His very best to me…to raise…to care for….to teach.
to me.
The wholeness started there. All of the truth I thought I had lost was still right there…God hadn’t stripped me of it.
I had believed a lie and in that set my gifts on the shelf and my head, hung so low I couldn’t even see all that God had promised…just sitting there, waiting.
So as we lay in our milky puddle , my son and I all tangled in pain and not knowingness…
I realized who he was…the very best person I had ever met.
I realized those gifts were not gone and in fact, I was to teach and guide the very best person on the planet how to find his gifts and to make it all grow.
Like strong pieces of magnets…the pulling together began.

Did you write a 5 Minute Friday? I would love LOVE to read it. We are all sick over here and I would love to sit around and read what you wrote. So please leave a comment so I can find you. ~T (AAAAAAAAAA-CHO)

19 Comments leave one →
  1. August 5, 2011 11:19 am

    Beautiful, just beautiful. Amazing how the Lord can use these precious little blessings in our life to heal us and speak truth to us.

    • August 5, 2011 11:53 am

      Oh you are so sweet.
      I wanted so bad to have a funny post… And I this came out and I hoped it wouldn’t be to rough.
      Thank you,
      T

  2. August 5, 2011 11:36 am

    I think we should re-name 5 min fri “Read all these posts and cry like a baby” 🙂
    Thanks for sharing this part of your story. It’s amazing how God gave you the gift of your son. And I would like to say sorry for all those bad feelings that you had because our society didn’t have the guts to embrace you and love you in your time of greatest need. I am so glad you came out stronger and full of purpose.

    • August 5, 2011 11:51 am

      Now you are making me get choked up.lol. It really did give me a heart for other mothers and for single mothers…it is sad how society judges the ringless-mothers.
      Well either way..better things did come of all of it.
      Thank you for blessing me.
      T

  3. August 5, 2011 11:36 am

    beautiful!! great words, but an even better story.

    • August 5, 2011 11:52 am

      Thank you. If only at parts of our story when we are at our lowest..we could realize that some of the best days of our life are yet to come.
      T

  4. August 5, 2011 12:00 pm

    beautiful…I don’t think anything speaks more clearly to God’s pure and holy love than the birth of a baby…. they are helpless…totally dependent…can do absolutely nothing to earn love and gain more love….babies are loved just because they are….just because they are born…every time I hold a new born….I feel the rush of how much God loves me…just because I was born….
    what a sweet way God revealed His Love for you.
    Blessings~

    • August 5, 2011 1:01 pm

      I definitely felt an element of the trueness of being born again. Bad parts of me did die off and I felt like I was made new. IT also gave me something to compare too. I knew the realness of what I was feeling was truth and that I had fallen for a pack of lies.
      T

  5. August 5, 2011 12:48 pm

    “all tangled in pain and not knowingness” — oh my, this is where He meets us! Sweet, sweet truth. And funny, regardless of our conception, God sees us, each one, as the best person he ever met — he must, because he sent his only son to take our place on that cross. Blessings, Aly

    • August 5, 2011 1:02 pm

      we are of a royal lineage and you surely feel that way when you realize you are raising a prince.
      thank you for you sweet words.
      T

  6. August 5, 2011 2:22 pm

    but it IS a story of great hilarity – how evil tried to make you discouraged and down but you are laughing in it’s face- such triumph! “what the devil intended to harm, so the Lord turns it around for Good.”

  7. August 5, 2011 3:33 pm

    Thanks for sharing a part of your story!

    • August 5, 2011 3:56 pm

      Hope it didn’t scare too many people to know I put the cart before the horse…and then took my cart and left…
      Lol
      T

  8. momma permalink
    August 5, 2011 6:10 pm

    wow ..how awesome.. that should be on a bill board to the women of the world.. children are the only thing that can live with us forever.. your writing is so amazing.. hope you write a book

  9. August 5, 2011 6:22 pm

    Oh you are nice to say that… But honestly as I kid I would trade most writing assignments with my mom…. She would write my school papers and I would cook the food for 50-60 of the poorest chainsmokenest people she could drum up to cook to her weekly bible study….so I would have to trade a year of chicken pot pie to get her to write that much for me… I will stick to things under 700 words.
    But thanks,
    T

  10. August 6, 2011 8:40 pm

    Beautiful. I’m at a stage right now where I am constantly battling with the feeling of being unworthy. You’re words rang so deep within me. Thank you!

  11. January 16, 2012 10:47 am

    thank you for sharing all this beauty… I will pass it on

    The truth came when I brought my son home and we layed in a milky puddle in my bed and I looked at him and he looked at me…and I realized I had met the very best person God had ever formed…
    and He sent His very best
    to.
    me.

    a piece of God’s unmistakable glory!

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