July 27, 2010

A little memory between 6am and 8am.

This morning I woke up at 6am to pee for the fifteen millionth time that night....but I could NOT go back to sleep. Somewhere between the bathroom and the bed I started to worry and I just couldn't stop.

I thought about all the things I need to do before this baby is born.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong during a birth.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong after a birth.
I thought about those sweet people who have said they'd travel long distances to see us after Ransom is born...and then all the things that could make their visit no fun.
I thought about lack of sleep and hormones raging ( Ironically what was happening right then...)
I thought about Brett going to Ranger School.
I thought about all the things that could go wrong at Ranger School.
I thought about how much I was going to miss Brett during Ranger School.

It was a nasty deluge of worry.

But, somewhere in the midst of that fog I was reminded of a song...


Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.

Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure....



When I was little I remember there where times when Papa would just "randomly" tell us all that we were going to sing this hymn and so we would. Our little family all driving in the car singing, or sitting around the dinner table.
At the time I didn't think much of it, but now looking back and knowing that there were, quite possibly, any number of things going wrong in my parents grown-up world at that moment....that all of us singing together, this particular hymn, was actually rather significant and important.

Sometimes it is just good to let the Devil know that we remember....we remember who our Help is, who our Defense is, and just where our true Home is....

Sometimes its good to sing. Or, if you're lying in bed with a sleeping husband its good to think the words really loudly.

4 comments:

Lindsay O'Connor said...

Good reminder! I'll be praying for you guys as you prepare for your little darling's arrival.

Anonymous said...

Don't worry about your visitors! We can take care of ourselves--and you, too, if you need it :)

(And I will even bring my own snacks so I won't have low blood sugar. ;)

-Amy K

Stacey said...

Amen! What a blessing!

Anonymous said...

From Debbi Oakes
Abigail, I love so many of the "old" hymns and I miss hearing them in church. On a lighter note, I love your blog and I am soooooo excited for you! You will be a fabulous parent!