There comes a time,,,

There comes a time in every season of life.. that one steps back,,, and sees what is really important.

So many seasons in our lives to reflect on this.

Just recently...I had to see a specialist.. a hematologist... for a serious anemia problem I have had with this pregnancy.
  I arrive at an office I had never been to before...
I am walking to the front entrance, and read ... Cancer Center.
Hmmm.. His office is in the Cancer Center.
I take a few short turns here and there to come upon a large waiting room, with chairs in a circle,
and...
another area where a line of reclining chairs over-look wide- open glass windows,, viewing the snow covered ground.
Patients fill these chairs,,, overlooking God's creation..
They have IV Ports, chemo treatments, and loved ones sitting by and holding their hands.
Some have smiles.. Hope..
Some...nothing.  Blank expressions and pain filled grimaces.

I am anemic.  I am receiving Iron IV Infusions once a week.  I am alive, and carrying another life.
I have HOPE.... MY salvation is in HIM.

There comes a time...


When,, in every new season,, We need to bow down low.
Fall on our knees..
Thank God for Undeserving Grace.

All of our vehicles have retired to the "fix," pile...Our business is slow, my health has not been the best this pregnancy,,, and
I hear others around me complain.

And then... I am at the hospital.. three times a week, for Blood to be drawn, B-12 shots, and Iron Ivs,
I am bed-ridden for days due to low iron and inability to function..
And as the nurse is now struggling with my veins,,, and she tells me how "tired" my veins are..

God moves me to great compassion for those that have life-long health issues,
Get their veins poked relentlessly every day,,, every month, every year.
And they suffer.

There comes a time...

When the GRACE God offers is ALL I need.
ALL  I need...

38 weeks along in my pregnancy,,, last week...
I find out ...
That we have to switch to a new Care provider, and a new Hospital.
I am tested for Lyme's Disease...
If a woman has Lyme's disease during pregnancy...
It is a grim outcome for her newborn baby.
My mind wanders back to a babys funeral.  Our baby girl.
I don't want to do this again.
My knees are brought low.
My head is turned towards the Heaven's..
and I KNOW
GRACE.
Eucharisto.

We wait for the results... tomorrow maybe?
Please Lord, Can I have this baby girl to hold and to love?
Can I raise her for you?

There comes a time...
When..
It all seems clear..
Do I really mean what I sing? 
Mean what I say?
Mean what I pray?
BELIEVE what I read in His Word?

I DO.
There comes a time in every new Season of Life...
Where God will ask YOU...
Do you really KNOW what Grace is?
It is PEACE.