Humbled

We had another ultrasound this morning and there was no change that we could see. We didn't see a doctor, just the tech, so I am sure if there was any significant change, the Doc would call and let us know. They again tested her movements and breathing patterns. She didn't move much even after lots of poking and prodding, but from the breathing movements she was making, it seemed like she was asleep! I personally think it was a good thing that she slept right through all the stimulation, maybe this means she'll be laid back...and another good sleeper!

I've still been thinking a lot about HELP over the last few days. I found the words to the song we sang in church, so I will post those at the end (basically Psalm 121). Today I just feel humbled. You see, I come from a family of 'doers.' That's how I was raised...my mom and grandmother (especially) are always doing for others... to the detriment of themselves sometimes (which they would never elude to.) It is hard for us to simply accept help and blessing without feeling like we need to do something in return.

Ironically, this idea has been on my mind for the past few months... I remember having a conversation with my mom when she needed help a few months ago and it went something like this:
Mom: "No, I'm fine, I can really handle this, I don't need help."
Me: "Mom, no man is an island, we were not meant to go through life alone. That is what the body of Christ is for... we were made to help each other, when one falls, another can pick them up! And sometimes we just need to accept some help!"

She may not remember this conversation, but I just remember longing for her to KNOW that I wanted to help, that others wanted to help simply because we loved her and because we were called to do so. I wanted to convey to her that accepting a blessing is as pleasing to the Lord as blessing someone else.

So, now I am preaching this to myself! I am absolutely in awe and humbled at the number of people who have already brought us meals, who have signed up to do so, those who come over on a daily basis to help with Grace, and those who are offering up prayers on our behalf. So much of me wants to think of things to do to repay the favor. I am wracking my brain to figure out what I can do while either sitting or lying down to repay what people are doing for me.

Here we are back at just accepting the blessing..... All of these things are answered prayers from the Lord. I just need to get on my knees and start offering up some praise rather than try to figure out what I can do in return. I need help (that's hard for me to admit) and the Lord is providing, he is hearing and answering prayer through each of you!

Ecc. 4:9-12 (NLT) "Two people can accomplish more than twice as much as one; they get a better return for their labor. If one person falls, the other can reach out and help. But people who are alone when they fall are in real trouble. And on a cold night, two under the same blanket can gain warmth from each other. But how can one be warm alone? A person standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand back to back and conquer. Three are even better, for a triple braided cord is not easily broken."

Thank you all for everything you are doing for our family! We appreciate it beyond what you can know! I know that there will be opportunities in the future for me to bless others, just as I have been blessed. So now I will just be thankful!

Here are the words to the song that is still running through my head. If you can find a good southern gospel version, it will rock your world... it's awesome...
Try this link: Ron & CeCe Winans and choir
It's a long version, but a good one....I'm not the most internet saavy, so if this link doesn't work, search on YouTube for "My Help Ron & CeCe Winans" and I'm sure it will come up!

My Help
I will lift up mine eyes to the hills
from whince cometh my help
my help cometh from the Lord,
the Lord who made heaven and earth.

He said he would not suffer thy foot,
thy foot to be moved
the Lord which keepeth thee
He will not slumber or sleep

Oh the Lord is thy keeper
the Lord is thy shade
upon thy right hand
upon thy right hand

No, the sun shall not smite thee by day,
nor the moon by night
He shall preserve my soul
even forevermore

chorus:
My help, my help, my help
cometh from the Lord