A Baby’s Prayer

Here are the lyrics to a wonderful, poignant song written by Scott Brasher and Kathy Troccoli. The song is on Kathy’s album, “Love and Mercy”.

There are videos on You Tube you can watch, as well.

A Baby’s Prayer

I can hear her talking with a friend
I think it’s all about me
Oh how she can’t have a baby now
My Mommy doesn’t see

That I feel her breathe, I know her voice
Her blood, it flows through my heart
God you know my greatest wish is that
We’d never be apart

But if I should die before I wake
I pray her soul You’ll keep
Forgive her Lord, she doesn’t know
That You gave life to me

Do I really have to say goodbye
Don’t want this time to be through
Oh please tell her that I love her Lord
And that You love her too

‘Cause if I should die before I wake
I pray her soul You’ll keep
Forgive her Lord, she doesn’t know
That You gave life to me

On the days when she may think of me
Please comfort her with the truth
That the angels hold me safe and sound
‘Cause I’m in Heaven with You
I’m in Heaven with You

Your child, created by loving father God lives inside you. Please let your child live. Don’t have an abortion. Have an ultrasound; see your child living and growing inside you. Give God a chance to work in your life and in the life of your child.

Donna


Prayer For An Upside Down Heart

Neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.  Romans 8:39

Nothing can separate us from the love of Christ.  Nothing.  Then, why do I feel broken?  When I neglect my time alone with Father God, I allow anxiety, fear and the cares of this world to invade my heart, and if I don’t rebuke the evil one’s lies and replace them with God’s word about His love for me, His blessings and His care, I wind up in a mess.  Stirred up, angry, resentful and anxiety ridden.

I need alone time, but I go to bed and hope it passes.  It doesn’t.  I wake up.  It’s 2:00 in the morning.

“Father God,” I speak into my pillow. “I just want to sit at your feet.  I don’t want to ask for Your help again because you’ve done that so many times, helped me, blessed me.”

“Yet, You tell me to ask because You love me so much.  But, I think what’s going on in my upside down heart can be handled by resting in You.  I listen and wait, but the noise in my head is so loud it shuts out everything else, and the harder I try, the more the silence crowds me.”

I toss and turn.  My sheets tangle around my feet and I stare blankly at the ceiling, hoping this time will be a night You show me Your face, Father God, Your plans for me and for the people whose lives you’ve planned for my life to touch with Your love and grace. I cringe at the last thought.  In this state, how can I help anyone?

Quiet’s cymbals crash in my ears, and I sense my breathing quicken.  I put my hands on my chest, attempting to slow it’s rise and fall, to calm myself so I can sense the Holy Spirit’s quiet whisper.  “I know I’m not,” I speak into the dark. “But tonight . . . I feel lost.  I know Your Spirit lives inside me, so I can’t be without You no matter what I feel.”  That last thought signals my faith to rise.  I feel safe, and stop thrashing.

“So,” I whisper, “Help me, Lord, I love You.  Forgive me for allowing lies and fear to sit on Your throne in my heart instead of faith. I just want to be with You, now.”

I praise Him for His majesty and holiness.  Tears roll down my cheeks and puddle in my ears. “Thank you for loving me and holding me in the palm of Your hand and in Your unwavering heart.  You made me, You know all my days from the beginning of time.  You have a plan for me. Your constant faithfulness woos me.  Your strength carries me.”

The peaceful transition I long for begins.  I learned a long time ago about what the “deer panting for water” means.  As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God.  Psalms 42:1

Only the Father will satisfy my thirst.  Peace floods me and washes over me in waves, and after some time praying in the Spirit, I feel the weighty pressure of His presence. It’s like my body is being gently pushed down on the mattress and my breathing slows.  Every part of me noticeably, physically relaxes.  The calm is amazing. Nothing can come to me that He doesn’t allow and I remember again His mercy. Literally, I don’t want to move because I don’t want to ruin the heavy beauty of the moment.  I wait for His voice, or for Him to show me a picture or give me a scripture.  I inhale the thick peace cocooning me.

It’s wonderful.  Every time is like the first time I felt the weightiness of Him here with me.  I long for this, His presence, and He doesn’t disappoint.

Everything I brooded over fades away. It’s just God and me.

I wait in quietness.  He loves me back to sanity and peace, forgiving me for not taking my thoughts captive to Jesus Christ which is how I ended up in the chaos of “what ifs”.

God created each of us to have an intimate relationship with Him.  He wants us.  Make a place in your heart for Him to dwell.

Can God find a resting place in you?  I hope so.

Amen . . .

Donna

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Person Can Make A Difference

Last Saturday, I went to the movie Olympus Has Fallen.  I really enjoyed it for a number of reasons.  One being, the movie was about my country, the USA, and how we would respond to a terrorist attack on our nation’s capitol, Washington, D.C. and specifically against our President.  I understand it’s a movie, a Hollywood production in all its special effects glory.  But watching it made me realize, it could happen, perhaps in a different way or with a different country attacking, but it’s possible.

I don’t want to ruin the movie for anyone who want’s to see it and hasn’t, so I will simply say, it portrays the resilience and determination of the American people and our military’s willingness to fight for our beliefs as a country and to stand against evil, while revealing that our decisions through time for right or wrong can come back to camp on our doorstep.  The movie shows how one man made the difference for good in millions of lives, and what could have happened had he not determinedly moved forward with his beliefs and convictions that good will triumph.

Sometimes, I wonder if my thoughts and opinions stated in these posts are making a difference for good.  If I pay attention to the media and social networks, I feel like the world is spinning out of control and how can anyone change it.  That’s what we shouldn’t do, believe the media and social networks.

As a believer in Jesus Christ, my purpose is to keep my eyes and heart, (spirit) on Him.  Whenever I deviate from that, I end up walking in fear and anxiety. God’s word says:

every spirit that does not acknowledge Jesus is not from God. This is the spirit of the antichrist, which you have heard is coming and even now is already in the world. You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world. They are from the world and therefore speak from the viewpoint of the world, and the world listens to them.   John 4:3-5  New International Version (NIV)

The media and social networks, for the most part, speak from the viewpoint of the world.  How can I see what God is doing and what He wants believers to do by listening to the news media?  I can’t, and neither can you.  To know what God desires from us is to know Him personally, intimately.  Actively seeking His face and asking Him to change us into His likeness on the inside, (our spirit) so that we may go about showing the people in the world around us His kingdom, His light and His love. When I spend time reading the bible, I see God wants us to love and care for each other.  That’s the reason I stand against abortion, the murder of the children He created out of His heart of love.

The world’s conception of faith, or what the media calls religion, is that it’s sentiment and tradition.  Many people believe that faith in God is powerless.  Religious tradition is just that, tradition, which of itself without Christ’s life breathed into it is dead and useless. Only when people understand the dynamic qualities of God and His awesome love for mankind can they begin to see how He moves in the hearts of men, women and children to change them on the inside, remove sin from their souls, and cleanse them with the blood of His son, Jesus Christ.

This cleansing brings new life to us, body, mind, will and emotions, and fills us with His Holy spirit.  We become a new person in Christ.  From that moment on, when He looks at us and hears our prayers, He sees us as redeemed from sin, which before separated us from Him.  Now, I can boldly go through prayer into His presence with my requests as His daughter, and priest, with all the rights of an heir to God’s kingdom through Jesus.  This is power.  This is love.  This is beautiful peace, healing, abundance and hope.  Hope in God as my father, not in the frail, sin-wrecked ways of the world and their solutions, culture, and economies.

When I keep my eyes on Christ, I remember He told me to write to you, to share His love and plan for each of us, which includes the lives of the unborn and taking a stand to end abortion.  No matter what anyone says or thinks about what I write, they must remember this: I speak of the goodness of God and His love for mankind, including babies, children and families.  What I have to share with you is of God.  It’s not Donna’s plan for babies, mothers and fathers, it’s God plan.

His love for you is staggeringly abundant. Each of us, helping one person at a time, loving God with all our heart and soul, doing His will on earth as it is in heaven is a very possible, achievable destiny for each of us.  Careers and riches don’t follow us into the next life.  Only what is done for God will last.  One day, we all will stand before him and give account of our lives and actions.

Jesus sees our hearts, our reasons why we live like we do.  What will our thoughts and actions say about us to Him on that day.

I ask God to bless those who read my posts.

Take a moment to send me an email at: lightcradles@gmail.com or send a note to: Light Cradles, PO Box 1795, North Platte, NE  69103-1795

Donna

 

 

The Slaughter of Innocents Happens Every Day . . .

December 14, 2012. I stood motionless in my workplace break room, staring up at the TV in horrified disbelief.  Had I just heard the newscaster say that twenty children and six adults were violently murdered in an elementary school in Connecticut? My hand slid up to my throat, my heart raced.  I backed up against the table, grateful that I was alone in the usually busy room. Immediately, I thought of my little grandsons, three and a half and two and a half.

The journalist said the children killed were six and seven. I couldn’t move.  Tears welled up, and I swallowed hard against their threatened spill.  A groaning prayer erupted in my heart and regurgitated across my lips. “Father, God.” I whispered in a shaky voice.  ” I know from what you’ve shown me, those precious little ones are with You, now, safe and loved, free from the evil horror perpetrated against them.  But the parents . . . oh, God, oh God!  How will they survive the agonizing pain?”  “Only You can help them recover, if it is survivable, only Your mercy, kindness and love can cradle them.  Please comfort, love and shelter them, please.  I know You will.  You’re constant and unshakeable.  Please hold onto every victim’s family members and friends. Reveal Your heart to them over and over, as long as it takes.  Thank you.”  I had to clock in from lunch, I’d already waited too long.  Nothing seemed important except running to my grandsons, squeezing them and feeling their warm bodies pressed against my broken heart.  Instead, I returned to my computer, my job . . . and prayed for protection for everyone I loved.

After work, I went home and stood in front of our beautiful Christmas tree.  “Dear God, Christmas.” I spoke into the silence.  “How will those families face Christmas? Some will have already wrapped gifts under their trees for their sweet innocent child who will not be there?”  I prayed again, the only thing that got me through that day.  “Help them, Father, help them!”

Amidst what I was feeling, I thought of my daughter.  She’d given birth just one week before to my precious granddaughter, our first little girl, and little she is, but healthy, and so beautiful.  I remembered something she’d said in the hospital after giving birth.  Her new daughter lay sleeping peacefully on her chest after being nursed.  My daughter glanced up and said, “Just think, a little while ago she was inside me.” At the time she said it, we smiled and agreed how amazing it was.  I also remember thinking that according to our U.S law, she could have aborted her daughter right up to her delivery.  I remember feeling sickened from the thought.  The innocent little girl our whole family so anxiously awaited, who lay sleeping so sweetly, could have been murdered just hours ago, legally, by a choice, and by people willing to do the heinous deed.

The Holy Spirit spoke to me.  “Innocents are slaughtered every day.”  His words dangled in the air like hearing a heartbeat you listen closely to hear, then He continued speaking.  “People are rightly outraged over the school children’s deaths.  The horror appears worse because they were so young.  They can’t put it anywhere in their minds.” I didn’t move, not wanting anything to distract me from His words. “What is the difference in their deaths and the adults who died, their ages?”  I knew what He was telling me.  My granddaughter was the same, born or unborn.  The elementary students were the same as the adults, or my granddaughter.  The only difference was their age, their stage of life.  You could tell from the media frenzy and national reaction to the crime, the deaths of the innocent children seemed more shocking, more brutal. Everyone wants an answer to “WHY”?

The deaths at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown Connecticut will never be forgotten.  Except for the grace of God, the lives taken will leave deep wounds that may never heal. Yet, millions of innocent children are murdered all over the world because we believe the lies that they’re not viable human life in utero, or just unformed tissue.  We’re told because of their stage of life, the unborn are somehow less valuable, less human, incapable of caring for themselves and therefore, have no human rights or are just not human.

The children murdered at Sandy Hook  Elementary were still in need of food and clothing to live, they needed shelter and love and someone to care for their welfare.  Were they, because they were six and seven more valuable than the unborn or newborn, like my granddaughter?   There is no difference!  Give this serious thought.  Murder is murder.  As a society, we’ve chosen to believe the pro-choice lies and the lies of the abortion industry.  Just because we’ve convinced ourselves, does not make it true.

Yes, everyday Sandy Hook happens all over the world.  Where is the outcry?  Think of the lives who will never be and the generations that will not exist because of this evil we call abortion.  We do not deserve it, but I constantly ask God to have mercy and forgive us.

As a nation, we’ve allowed the slaughter of innocents.

Please, please do not choose abortion.  Have an ultrasound.  See the little baby, fully formed, living and growing inside your body.

Choose life.

Donna

 

Forgottten Places and Small Amounts

The more time I spend with God asking Him to show me His heart, the more simple details He reveals about our lives and how those details affect us.

I spent some time picking up the house from the previous week’s hurried schedule and during that time noticed the precious toddler window art left by my grandson on our glass storm door.  He loves to look outside and watch life “beyond the door”, while my older grandson can now open the door, but that’s a whole separate issue for another post.  I’m so blessed to have my grandchildren in my life!

I retrieved the window cleaner and wiped away the finger prints and lip marks from the glass, all the while hoping it wasn’t too long before he visited again and created fresh “art”.  While cleaning the glass, I saw the greasy smudges around the door knob, both inside and out, but what was under the outside door handle was not a pretty site.  It’s one of the forgotten areas to get wiped off, not as obvious as the glass and painted  surfaces.  I grimaced, cleaned it, and headed straight for the back door which was worse than the front.

I started up the stairs from the back landing, and noticed the grimy hand rail.  I exorcised the rail’s dirt along with other smudges on the wall.  Wow, I thought I did a better job with the details, but life gets in the way and it’s so easy to forget or neglect the everyday use areas that are not large, looming or smelly.  At the top of the stairs, I entered my kitchen, and noticed the wall next to the doorway was quite spotted.  It’s where we set the garbage just before we take it out, but sometimes, the trash sets for a day and we add to the bag before it goes out.  Thus, a dirty wall over a long course of time.

I know these are weird details to share, but the Holy Spirit spoke to me as I cleaned the wall.  He said,”It’s the same way in people.”   I stopped scrubbing and listened.  “How, Lord, tell me so I can learn.”  He didn’t answer then, and I went on to my next project, which was making cupcakes, white cupcakes.

I mixed the ingredients and carefully separated the egg whites, but a small drop of yellow yolk slid quickly and effortlessly down into my bowl of divided whites, threatening to discolor the entire batch.  I managed to get it out with a spoon, but the Lord, spoke again.  “Tell your readers that I see every detail of their lives, and they need to know how a little leaven, a little dirt, and what they think are small sins, can build up in their lives because they think those areas aren’t big enough to matter, but they do matter to Me.”

Scripture equates leaven or yeast, to sin. Galatians 5:9 “A little leaven leaveneth the whole batch.”  The best way to stay close to God is take care of sin, daily.  Confess it, repent for it (turn aside from it) and walk in righteousness.  Don’t ignore sin and think it doesn’t matter.  Sin builds and accumulates, and the more you feed or service it, the bigger and deeper it becomes.  The enemy, satan, wants you to believe the lie that sin is either to small to bother with, or it’s too big to forgive.  The enemy is the prince of liars and in him dwells no truth.  Tell God what needs cleaned up.  Don’t wait!

Remember, especially at this season of celebrating Jesus Christ’s blood sacrifice for our sin on the cross and His resurrection from the dead, that Christ has already “cleaned you up”.  All He’s waiting for, is for you to reach out and take the gift He so freely offered.  You can’t buy the gift, or do enough good works to receive it.  Just tell Jesus you believe He is Lord, son the living God, and you want everlasting life with Him.

God knows every part of our lives.  He loves us unconditionally.  Small, large, forgotten, hidden sins and all.

Run as quickly as you can to His side, and let Him love you.

Donna

 

 

 

Tears Soften Your Heart

The hectic lifestyles we lead make it difficult to support healthy relationships.  Often, we give everything to our jobs, meetings, churches, volunteering, hobbies, our children’s activities.  Being everything to everyone.  We arrive home exhausted, just wanting some space and down time, and we’ll do almost anything, to, just for a moment, disconnect.  We head for the television, computer, music, exercise, food, alcohol or whatever we use to comfort ourselves.

Doing, becomes a way of life and taking time to sit alone in the quiet with our thoughts, hopes, dreams and fears can be a frightening destination.  So, most of us file away the idea of stillness for another day, and go on with life as usual.

Unfortunately, we cheat ourselves from experiencing a wonderful part of our life, and from developing and nourishing the most important relationship of our existence.  Knowing God and His heart for us.

God created us to have an intimate relationship with Him.  How do you create intimacy with your spouse?  By spending time alone together talking, asking questions, learning about what each of you want in life, sharing your hopes, dreams, your dark moments and seeing how that person responds towards you about them.  Sometimes you simply sit in the silence, drawing strength from just being together and the love you have for each other.  You can’t wait to be together, and making the other person happy is most important.

That’s the same relationship God wants to have with you, and it can only happen by spending time alone with Him in the quiet.

With God, the difference is, He already knows everything about us, and that fact alone can keep us from seeking Him out.  His great love for us woos and calls us to His side where He longs to show and tell you what He knows about you, loving us enough to forgive the bad when we ask Him, and share with you how He sees us through Christ Jesus.  We are His marvelous creation, each  unique and made for a destiny all our own.  God wants us to return His love, freely given, freely expressed.  He wants us to ask about His heart.  What does He want from us, what will He share about Himself with us.  It’s a relationship that takes our time and effort because it’s so worth having.

He promises to never leave or forsake us.  He waits patiently for us to talk to Him, to share our hearts and shed our tears, tears of joy, tears of pain.  Tears He gave us to keep our hearts soft and pliable.  When your heart is hard towards a person, there is no intimate relationship.  Take time for the quiet everyday. Give God a part of the day we give so much of to others.

Matthew 7:7 tells us if we seek Him we will find Him.  Even our seeking is His idea; that’s how much He loves us.

Donna

 

 

Holidays Heartaches Healing and Children

When we look past the commercialism, crazy schedules and overspending we impose on ourselves, the majority of us look forward to the Christmas season and have fond memories of family, friends and special moments.  But for many people, the holidays represent sadness, depression, family disputes and heartache, and for women longing for a child, the story of the birth of Christ is a reminder of what is missing in their lives. A baby.

During my years of infertility, walking through the stores at Christmas and seeing the toys and children’s clothing so prominently displayed only intensified my pain.  I longed to buy the little red dresses and shiny patent shoes, the footballs, the train sets, all the things parents walking beside me were piling into their carts, while sometimes complaining about it, then checking off their lists.  There were no items on my list for a child and another hole opened in my heart for what was not to be.  After a few years, I protected myself and avoided the children’s departments.  I headed straight for the sections that had gifts for the adults in my family and planned trips to stores that sold only groceries for the holiday celebration.

When I thought it couldn’t get worse, my sisters-in-law who were both younger than myself and married after me, had babies.  Now, I had to listen to my parents and my in-laws extol the sweetness and beauty of the two granddaughters who graced their lives.  The babies were both very precious, and I loved them, but neither was mine, and now, I couldn’t escape the children’s sections any longer.

Children and Christmas are made for each other.  After all, the story of Christmas is about the birth of Jesus, the son of God, His miraculous entry into the earth, His plan for the salvation of mankind.  He was and is the perfect gift.

I share this with you because it’s easy to get caught up in your pain and forget the purpose of Christ’s birth which is salvation.  The highly important gift of forgiveness is not the only thing available in the word save, as used in Luke 9:56. “For the Son of  Man did not come to destroy men’s lives, but to save them” In the original Greek the word save, is sozo, which means complete salvation.  It has everything we need, forgiveness of sin, healing of disease and deliverance from torment.  Jesus came to save our whole body, mind and spirit.  Jesus does every thing well.  He loves every part of us and wants us to live victoriously now, here on earth.  Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth, as it is in heaven.  There is no sickness, disease, torment or lack in heaven.

Children are a blessing from God.  He wants to give you a child.  He wants to heal your body; He wants deliver your mind and spirit from torment and release them to His salvation.  You can ask Him for that.  You can ask Him to forgive you if you’ve had an abortion and He will.  He loves each of us and to prove it, He sent Jesus, His only son, for the purpose of dying and becoming our sin, our disease and our torment. In my post, Baby Showers, I prayed a prayer for conceiving a child and for forgiveness.  Read the prayer, pray it and believe in Jesus who came to give us the gift of Himself and all the goodness attached to Him.

May the blessing of God and His full intentions for you come to pass in your lifetime through God’s strength and power of the Holy Spirit.

Donna