When I immerse myself in a kind of tunnel vision plan for life, there are times it is near impossible to want to understand, or come to understand, how God operates. And then if I open a sincere, not cynical, “what was God thinking” door, the Holy Spirit stands right before me shouting, “Behold, I am with you, my face is shining and smiling upon you and I, your God, who loves, loves, loves you beyond the most humungous amount you can ever fathom is bursting with excitement for you.”Tuesday, Jan. 6 (Three Kings’ Day) at 8:11 p.m., Gordon Creed St. Pierre Pettit was born. Named after his two maternal great-grandfathers, he will go by the name of Creed. He is the descendant of Belgian and French immigrants and my fourth grandchild. And he is healthy and so handsome.
My daughter, Sarah, followed all the rules of nature during her pregnancy even going so far as to use a midwife so she could deliver without the use of drugs and tubes and hospital monitors. Her pregnancy was flawless and attitude remarkable. This past week, we anxiously awaited Creed’s arrival, calculated for Jan. 1, 2009. But it didn’t happen the way Sarah planned it or the way I already knew it would happen. Instead, after nine months of pure living, good eating and a good mix of exercise, Sarah delivered her first born via Cesarean Section. Wait a minute I thought to myself — she followed the rules and God was well aware of my daily prayers and the number of people I had praying for a safe and healthy delivery so what happened? And as God does in his varying time frame, He answered me as I drove home from the hospital Tuesday night after a joyful and tearful meeting of my grandson and reunion with my daughter who shared in the reverie with her husband and in-laws after recovering from the surgery.
God gave me exactly what I wanted. In fact, not only did he give me what I prayed for, He answered my prayers immediately this time. Was it a safe delivery and healthy child I asked for? Yes! And did I get what I prayed for and then some? Yes! Did I cry with joy as that little guy was pushed up to the window for me to see? Oh yes! Was I thankful beyond words when the doctor assured me that Sarah was fine? Definitely! And did I get on my knees that night and thank the one who loves, loves, loves me for allowing all to go well? You bet I did and will continue to do so over and over and over again each day of my life.
That to me is how God operates in my life when I let go of my fine-tuned plan and reflect on the daunting power and excellence of God’s remarkable life-journey for me. He does it in challenging times — and skips right with me in good times. Thank you God for allowing me to reflect on your wisdom and announce my gratitude to you for smiling on me once again in the year of the Lord, 2009. Happy New Year!
Creed: Of English and Latin origin meaning belief and guiding principle.
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