I had to share....

13 days ago my daughter lost my future grandbaby:( It was a planned pregnancy so she could have the kids close in age,  and before they report to whatever base my SIL will be stationed (he's rejoining the Army as an officer because he couldn't get a good job) at after his officer school. I would get to see her pregnant all through the pregnancy, not just when she could come home for a visit. She lived in NC during her pregnancy with my grandson Karson. I was there the day he was born just out of a fluke. I had planned to go there a week after he was due so I would be there after he was born. He decided to wait for Grandma, so I got to be in the room and see the miracle of birth from another angle! I was so excited for my future grandbaby and then poof....it was gone:( I haven't been able to talk to Kayce about it very much because if I get too emotional, she gets upset. Today I read her blog for her family and I am sharing her words. I am so proud of the young woman that I raised!
So, today I met up with my good friend Karissa and new friend Kalie and we headed to a spin-off of MOPS called AIM (Adventures in Motherhood). I think God led me there for a reason. The talk was about God's faithfulness and the fact that we are never alone. One of the discussion questions was about what it would take to really shake our world... and I couldn't bring myself to respond because I didn't want to lose my composure in front of a bunch of women I have never met. The answer was so violently clear to me. I had lost a pregnancy. That shook my world, I was angry, sad, felt like a failure and didn't think I would be able to move past it. I looked to God, I had been pushing God to the side and going about my business worrying about work, Karson, keeping a clean house and all the other day to day things a Mom and a wife have to do and I forgot to allow myself some time for Worship and communication with God. He slapped me in the face rather hard to get my attention, but, by all means he got it. I want my son to know God. I want my son to say his prayers at night and I wasn't leading by a great example. Sure, I said my prayers but they were awfully selfish and self serving. I stopped asking God questions and I stopped asking for direction. I am not going to make that mistake twice. Don't get me wrong, I don't think God took my baby because I ignored him and wasn't making time for him, but I think this whole experience taught me that I need God EVERYDAY. Not just when I'm sad or when things are bad... I need to remember to say "Thank you" for the little blessings everyday. I was taking things for granted like hugs from my baby and him saying "Mommy", being able to miraculously pay our bills each month, being able to enjoy my family and being blessed with extra all the time. We are a very blessed family. I love my Husband and Son more then I could ever imagine loving anything and we know that we are able to live and be blessed with everything we have because of God. So, the jist of all of this is count your blessings. Remember that God doesn't leave your side even when you forget to include him in your daily life and that sometimes the things that "shake" your world are the things that God needed to get your attention again.





So the moral of this story is this....I have to lose weight, get fit and be healthy...because I want a lot more grand babies! I will be fit and strong and able to climb up bleacher seats to watch their sports!!! I will be in my late 60's watching football, baseball and basket ball games! God willing:)