Saturday, October 11, 2008

He listens

On the topic of prayer I thought I would add 2 little stories. Unfortunately bc of whats going on right now we dont really want our girls playing outside without either one of us being right outside with them. (Our house is in the country and usually I can just let them play outside and peek on them every few mins and still feel safe). Anyways, the other day the situation arose where I needed the girls to come inside but I also didnt want it to look obvious I was making them come inside. So anyways I started thinking "what do I do? How do I make them come inside without it looking obvious that Im making them come inside right at that moment". I walked down the hallway and basically begged the Lord provide a way where I could get them inside without it looking like I was making them come inside (if that makes any sense at all, lol). So I walked back down the hall and as I made my way to the door that lead outside it started raining!!!!!!!!!!! I called the girls in really quick bc of course it was raining and they couldnt play outside in the rain! LOL It was sooooo awesome to see God move so obviously so quickly!!!!! He took care of the situation within seconds of asking! So I ask myself....why dont I do that desperate prayer more often!? Hes always so faithful.
My second prayer story happened yesterday. Audrey hasnt been too bad about putting stuff in her mouth (not like Ava was anyways) so I dont always worry about her choking. Well the girls have this bingo game that has little place keeper things (like that descrition?!? lol) that are about the size of a penny. I had just picked that game up and put it out of the way. Well I was on the phone and doing dishes while the girls were playing in the living room. I hear the girls scream "mom Audrey is choking on something!" so I run in the living room. Audrey is on the first landing of the stairs with something obviously lodged in her throat. She can breathe but something is stuck. My first instict is to stick my finger in there and fish it out. But realizing its in her throat not her mouth I knew that wouldnt work. Her little eyes are watering and shes trying to cough. Now the only thing going through my mind is the 2 awful times Ava swallowed a penny and had to have them surgically removed. What an ordeal those times where! So I call my mother in law to see if shes home. Shes a nurse and I know she can do the himlick (sp??). SHes not home. Then is dawns on me, eventhough I had been thinking Oh Lord what do I do, I realized I needed to pray. I hadnt even prayed yet. So I pray for God to give me direction in what to do and get this thing out! As soon as I finished my prayer/thoughts (it happened very quickly and paniky, lol) Audrey threw up all over the floor! Out game a little yellow place keeper for the older girls bingo game. Once again, the Lord showed me his faithfulness. After reassuring Elisa and Ava she was ok and it wasnt their faults (they were feeling so bad since it was their game) I thought...why one earth was it not my very first response to take a breath and pray?! Why am I not programmed to instinctly do that!!? Im getting there....Im much better at it then I used to be, but look how quickly GOd took care of the situation. It was just so awesome! Poor little Audrey was scared though but after a little cuddling and some mommies milk she was good to go!


Lindy said...

What wise words. I need that reminder too. And it's great if our children see us praying first before reaching for some other support.
Your family is beautiful, and your sewing lovely.

RandJ said...

Hi Lindsay! What a simple, wonderful testimony this post is! I was very encouraged when I read it. It's true that prayer isn't our first thought-but it should be, no matter what is happening. Maybe it shows us that we don't really depend on the Lord as much as we hope to!
BTW, I love your blog and was excited to see that you had one! Also, your sewing is AWESOME! When we first met you were getting stuff to sew your first outfit! Audrey is looking so cute and so little-girlish instead of like a baby (my husband says that about Kathryn, too!)