It’s the day my baby turns seven months, the day it reached 26 Degrees, the day the Pastor I call Husband came home to his wife a weepy mess on the porch, the day the verdict came from Sunny’s Psychologist…Deeming him with the official title ‘Intellectually Disabled’ and this is now a label he carries into life, the day his IQ ranged from <1%-2%, the day the door caught the back of my foot ripping it apart and I swore, throwing a chair from my patio onto the grass and I fell with sadness onto the ground, the day where Eucharisteo-Thanksgiving reared in a new way.
In the quiet of this morning I flick open emails from sisters in my homeland. They scribed words of encouragement, love and prayer as they remembered that my mamas heart was facing a big day.
"Hann" wrote Carly "I've just spent time with God seeking him and spent time praying for you…I'm just praying you will be filled and strengthened and know you are being carried by God who loves you and your family. Rise today with your sword and fight Hann and when your sword falls speak out another scripture of Jesus’ promises and love.”
“Hann” wrote another friend I call Hellie “My heart today stands with your heart and I hope you feel the eensiest bit more strength from that. So far my experience of being an adult isn’t at all like I imagined. Things I was distanced from, that only happened to other people, nameless faces I never truly understand, nor had to. But as I walk my road, I can’t help but realise the rocky road laid out for me was never as I imagined it-Truly a challenge, a decision everyday to seek God and understand the purpose or sometimes just to reap the comfort of His promises. I guess I never realised that the things that would challenge me would be deeply personal and take aim at some of the relationships I held most dear.So, today, I stand with you on your journey, I don’t know what yours well entail, I don’t even know what mine will entail! But I know already that I would do anything I could to make your journey that teensiest bit smoother if I can. And as for your little man, I stand with you as you reimagine his life full of dreams, new dreams.”
Sisterhood raw and pure presents itself in a real and dynamic way. My heart begins to feel full, saturated, as it’s immersed in the kind hearted ways of women who live out their faith on a day to day basis.
Women who stop, pause and contemplate the needs of others before themselves.
Women who dare to live radical lives by bending knees on behalf of another and listen to divine whispers to inspire another into Christ likeness.
They draw me out, calling forth so my eyes are lifted, my mind renewed, a fresh strength given as I battle out the day unfolding. They stand alongside me in comradeship and tell me through action I am never alone. We are knitted together in unity regardless of distance. That is the beauty of being in a family, a body where believers are one.
Refreshed, I stand, my spirit soaring with gratitude that I find beauty in the ugly.
Friend, never estimate the part you play in your neighbour’s heart. The person that God has opened doors to and directed into, onto your path. You have a reason, a purpose to play in encouraging, inspiring, journeying and just plain loving.
May you stand in Him clinging to His ways so you exemplify His character to a soul who may be parched and malnourished. Yearning for Heavens touch which comes practically from You.
Kind words, thoughtfulness, a listening ear which doesn’t interrupt the conversation, praying with passion and conviction for needs that don’t belong to you. Choosing not to be offended but rather deciding to see your friends best and giving beyond yourself.
The secret though is to walk slowly through life and into the present. There is power in living for the now.
I do want to Thank YOU, for reading Ashes to Beauty and joining me on my journey, especially with Sunny.
I pray for you, am grateful beyond words for your time, your emails and love. Life is an adventure and I’m so glad we do it together.
So I sign off by saying,
Much, much love to you.