Today our household began the process of fighting the dirt, disorder and disobedience that has been closing in on us during the past weeks.
My duty is to oversee that process while taking care of a very high-needs baby, and keeping her away from all her siblings who have runny noses! Which siblings include four lively, napless, small male children.
We got a good start today, thanks to the willing and energetic labors of our older children. We hope to be completely caught up by Thursday afternoon when the Early Intervention folks come. My oldest is telling me that we’ll be ready for them by tomorrow morning. Oh most optimistic one.
If you have unsuccessfully tried to contact me over the past few days, I beg your temporary understanding! I am in timeout, you see.
Yes, I really took that picture just for this post. May come in handy for future times as well.
Verity’s needs are still taking one and a half hours out of every three around the clock. She has an extended appointment with Dr. Chowdhury tomorrow at the Lancaster branch of the Children’s Heart Group, and will get her follow-up echocardiogram then, Lord willing. I’ll have to tell the doctor that Verity still isn’t taking much from the bottle, and is showing signs of reflux. But she did drink her whole suppertime bottle tonight, thank the Lord!
I’ve taken a total of one rather pathetic picture of Verity since we arrived home!
This is our little owlet, just before midnight last night. Yes, that is her carseat inside her bassinet. The pacifier and lambie arrangement helps to soothe her when hiccups naughtily jolt her incision and make her cry. I tucked her in after an hour of bright-eyed smiles to Mommy. One of these days she’ll do that in the morning, when the light is best for taking pictures. I wouldn’t change a thing about this sweet reward from God, except for her insistence that the correct response to daylight and bottles is to fall asleep!
The following details are for my sister moms of many who probably wondered at my blissfully idyllic hopes for yesterday. We did have some homemade soft ice cream after an emergency defrosting of our biggest freezer! I’m sure it tasted better after we used the attic fan to pull the smoke from a badly burned lunch out of the house. Well, did we at least sing? Sing we did, in the midst of suitcases, sleeping bags, laundry piles, bits of fuzzy grass someone apparently thought might grow if it was sprinkled on the living room floor, and dirty feet. It was that or waste the whole day working. I shamefacedly admit that my fleshly desire was to waste the whole day working. And we did learn about the children’s week, complete with pictures, some of which will be forthcoming.
One of the hymns we sang yesterday amidst the chaos is worthy of memorization. So we’re going to learn it next.
It is a lovely, poignant melody in a minor setting.
“If thou but suffer God to guide thee
And hope in Him through all thy ways,
He’ll give thee strength, whate’er betide thee,
And bear thee through the evil days.
Who trust in God’s unchanging love
Builds on the rock that naught can move.
What can these anxious cares avail thee
These never ceasing moans and sighs?
What can it help if thou bewail thee
O’er each dark moment as it flies?
Our cross and trials do but press
The heavier for our bitterness.
Be patient and await His leisure
In cheerful hope, with heart content
To take whatever thy Father’s pleasure
And His discerning love hath sent,
Nor doubt our inmost wants are known
To Him who chose us for His own.
All are alike before the Highest:
’Tis easy for our God, We know,
To raise thee up, though low thou liest,
To make the rich man poor and low.
True wonders still by Him are wrought
Who setteth up and brings to naught.
Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving,
Perform thy duties faithfully,
And trust His Word: though undeserving,
Thou yet shalt find it true for thee.
God never yet forsook in need
The soul that trusted Him indeed.”
These are the words of a seasoned pilgrim who took God at His word when He said, “Cast your burden on the LORD, and He shall sustain you; He shall never permit the righteous to be moved.”
I believe that, too. And I want to have the cheerful hope, with heart content. So here goes the burden…