My six

My six

"As for me and my house we will serve the Lord." Joshua 24:15

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Take a Deep Breath...

Just do it

Inhale

Exhale

How does that feel?  Now do it again. Inhale. Exhale.

Isn’t that amazing? 

The past couple of months I have been doing a lot of soul searching. Praying. Deepening my walk with my Savior. What I am learning is this life is anything but ordinary. We get caught up in the daily activities and we do not even realize what is right in front of us. We are meant for so much more than the rush we have in our lives. Our purpose in this life is to point toward the Father. We live in a crumbling world, but He has overcome the world. The more I study and pay attention, the more I see how BIG our God is. This scripture jumped off the page at me:

“the Lord God formed the man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of  life, and the man became a living being.” Genesis 2:7

It gives me chills. Imagine the God of the universe, the God that created all of nature, planets, the moon sun and the stars, spoke and everything came to be, but he took the time to form man and then breathed into him. He breathed into him so he came ALIVE!

 As I am writing this Amy Grant’s song “Breath of Heaven” is on. 

Your breath is from Heaven. Directly from God, himself.


Let that sink in.  Mind blowing, isn’t it?

Friday, September 26, 2014

The Change Up


This summer I devoted my mornings to Beth Moore’s “Children of the Day” in depth Bible Study. It was wonderful. The Lord has given her such a gift of delivering His message. I also asked Him to allow me to see others as He does. The souls that He loves. I found myself with an aching heart.

Life has been routine. Waking up, getting ready for work and the kids for school, coming home, rushing to get dinner done or kids to their sporting events, rushing home, showers, bedtime devotionals and prayers, and we dive into bed anticipating a good night’s rest only to start again in about 8 hours.

Here we are going about our routine, swinging away at life. We are not created for this. God wants so much more for us. Yet, things are very different than what they were a year ago.
We just passed the one year anniversary of Daulton’s wreck. I am still learning truths from the Lord. What friends, family and even myself did not realize, is that it had more of an impact on Daulton than we knew. Here we were getting back into routine, and I did not realize my son was slowly slipping away. He has had such a struggle this past year. Going away to school, dealing with some most terrible roommates anyone could ask for, surviving a terrible wreck and being without a vehicle for  five months (which when you live off campus is humbling). He worked hard, but mentally baseball was gone. His scholarship was not renewed and he moved back home. He did have his first year of school paid for and left with a 3.25 GPA, which has allowed him to get the HOPE scholarship this year.  He set out to be a walk on at Georgia Highlands this year, but three weeks ago informed his father and I that he was done. It was very bittersweet. The doors were not opening. He had someone tell him that he just wasn’t serious enough about it. Where that might be partly true, we have not walked in his shoes this past year. I see him struggling, trying to figure out his life. My heart aches. In my prayer time the Lord showed me this is what He feels like when He is “jealous” for us.
2 Corinthians 11:2. He wants so much for us. His heart aches when we go our own way and pay no attention to His instruction or warnings. I see my son headed down these dark paths and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it, but Pray. Parenting the older children has been so much harder than parenting the younger ones.. Hard, very hard. I am trying not to let my heart grow hard in the process. With my desperate pleas for my son to have an authentic relationship with the Savior, I also ask to keep my heart soft. This is Daulton’s journey and hopefully his testimony. This is where I have to hand it over to the Lord.

I can’t help but to feel like a complete failure, as a mother, a witness, and a disciple of Christ. I am sitting here on the edge of the desert and the valley. The mountain is in the distance. How I long to be back to at least the foot of the mountain. Reminds me of some lyrics from one of my favorite Christian artist that the Lord has used to minister to my soul. 


“This I Know” David Crowder Band

Up on the mountain
 Where Your love captured me
 Where finally I'm free
 This I know
 Up on the mountain
 Where You taught my soul to sing
 Amazing grace the sweetest thing
 This I know

And then the storm rushing in
 And here I am again
 This I know

Take me up to where I was
 When I never wanted more than You
 Lift me up to feel your touch
 It wouldn't be that much for You
 This I know




I also know that no matter what, I belong to Him. He sees the struggle and He knows how my heart hurts for those that I love.

“Now it is God who makes both us and you stand firm in Christ. He anointed us, set His seal of ownership on us, and put His spirit in our hearts as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come.” 2 Corinthians 1:21-22




Friday, July 11, 2014

Needle and Thread

If anyone knows me well, they would know that I love quilts. I love the possibility of making something out of materials that I have chosen and seeing it come together. This love was instilled on me by both of my grandmothers. My Granny Cain hand pieced each of the quilts that she made. The tiny stitches and care into each masterpiece. My Granny Smith sewed clothes on her sewing machine. I use to sit and watch her sew as a child. I loved to watch her. I received my first sewing machine for Christmas as a child, it was a battery operated Singer made just for children. It was awesome. I would take it with me to my Granny's house, she taught me the basics of sewing. I can stay in a fabric store for hours. The thought of creating something that could possibly be cherished and the look on the recipient's face is priceless. I find joy in that.

Now that I am older and my children aren't so dependent on me, I am able to put a little more time into the craft. I usually make about three baby quilts a year, these are flannel rag quilts that do not take long to make at all, but it usually depends on the needs of my family. I can quilt more in the winter than the summer.Here recently, though, I have started working on larger quilts.


This one is embroidered bandannas.(Patriot Quilt) This one is now on my daughter and son in laws bed. It was his graduation present from Basic and AIT training.

Yesterday I finished this one! It is for my son's girlfriend, Alana, for her high school graduation.
 (Cherry Chevron)






This one was not as easy as the Patriot Quilt. Trying to match the points was aggravating, I used the seam ripper on several occasions. Turning the squares and matching them up was very challenging

While I was piecing this quilt together, sewing, ironing, ripping seams and sewing again, I realized how the Lord works with us. He carefully pieces us together, choosing the fabric in our lives. When the seams don't ad up he rips them out (what I mean by this is when we go our own way and we get in a mess, we face discipline and correction.) He does it with patience. Slowly stitching, piecing us together. Lovingly creating us into his masterpiece. If we would just let Him. We tend to get rebellious and want to go our own way. That is our free will. How our lives would be different if we just trust the Lord more and allow him to work in our lives. I dedicated this summer to allow the Lord to work. I have been rebellious for about 7 years now. Allowing obstacles in my way. I have been working on a new Beth Moore Bible study and the Lord has been revealing himself. It is time I let him take the seam ripper and the needle. I have been trying to be more aware of Christ in my life. If we were aware that Christ was in the same room with us, would it change the way we act? Would we say the things we say or do the things we do? In fact, he is in the same room we are, for the believer he is in us. When we accept Christ as our Savior, the Holy Spirit dwells in us, so we take Him everywhere we go and along for everything we do. Now let that sink in. My hope is that I continue to allow Him to keep working, and to not hinder Him. (Matthew 13:58)

The Master's Quilt

Please take my tattered rags, my Lord.
The torn scraps of me.
Use my broken threads and all,
because there is something else you see. 
Piece me together by your grace, 
with delicate stitches of love.
Patiently make and straighten seems, 
clipping the ravels and strings above. 
Rip the seams that are not even, 
add what you need for length.
Thread me with your spirit, Lord.
Please bind me with your strength.
I know it will take some time,
for all of the pieces to fall into place.
I will patiently wait while you are working
but anxious to see your face. 
When you have knotted every stitch
and all of your labor is done.
You will proudly say "It is finished"
and I will resemble your Son.
            
                          -Paige


Will you give him your rags? He can make an heirloom, I promise.

"I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." Psalm 139:14

-ph

Monday, March 31, 2014

Love in an Elevator

No, the title is not what you think. I know, Aerosmith is playing in your head right now, right? This is just a little story about the sweet innocence of a child. The Faith of a child. The belief of a child.

 I have had the privilege to work at the school that my little one attends. This is our last year together. It has been one of my joys! We come in together, I see her at lunch every day and sometimes we eat together. I get to go by her classroom for special events. We leave at the end of the day together. I will miss her so much when she moves to the intermediate school next year. At our little school we have two floors, which allows for a small elevator. Granted it only goes two floors, but Addison loves it. She loves taking the elevator everyday upstairs to leave. I on the other hand would rather walk the stairs, it just seems faster. When we ride it I pretend that I can do magic and make the door open and close, Addison hates it when I do this. I love to aggravate her. The other day, thou, she decided that we will never ride the elevator again! We got stuck.   This is another reason why I don't care for this particular elevator. I usually don't mind them, but this one does have a tendency to get stuck. Well at 4:30 in the afternoon  was one of those times. We get in, Addie presses the '2" button and it goes up, but I didn't feel it catch to stop. The arrow keeps blinking. I look at Addie and I wait. Patiently I press the "DOOR OPEN" button. Nothing. Calmly I press it again. Nothing. VERY Calmly I press it again. NOTHING. Addison looks at me and says "why isn't the door opening?" I am trying not to panic. After all it is after hours. No one is in the front office. ASP is open (I am the director and it was time for me to leave for the day) but my cellphone is out of range in the elevator. I said , "Well Addison, I believe we are stuck" She looked scared. "Mommy I am scared" I told her it was okay, but I am starting to get a Little ill. "Addison, this is why I don't like taking the elevator!" but I am really getting worried. I was already suppose to be at the high school to get Brady. Addie says " there is a phone right there" I press the help button and it alerts the elevator operator. But it takes two tries to do this. Finally someone answers and she tells me that someone will be there soon. Addison says' Mommy I am so scared!!" I tell her it is okay , it will be okay. She then looks at me and says "Can we pray?" Yes I tell her, pray, you go ahead a pray" She closes her eyes and out loud with out hesitation she starts "Dear Lord, please help us get out of this elevator, we are stuck, please be with us an help get us out of here very.... " as she is praying the door opens. Jesus came right on time. I knew it would be okay, but I was so thankful for this small little lesson with my Little one. Jesus does answer prayers. They might not always be how we want them, but he does answer. She just looked at me and smiled. What a life lesson. When in doubt, or times of fear, pray, Pray loud, without ceasing. Pray, no holds barred. He will answer. I let her know how proud I was of her faith. I also let her know that her prayers also will not always be answered that fast :)

 "Then some children were brought to Him so that He might lay His hands on them and pray; and the disciples rebuked them. But Jesus said, "Let the children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to Me; for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." After laying His hands on them, He departed from there. Matthew 19:13-15

-paige

Monday, February 17, 2014

Above the Clouds

This past week has been very emotional and challenging. I have had to rely on my Savior now more than ever. Since August I have had major changes in this house. It is all surreal. The Lord has been faithful.

As you all know by now, we moved Devyn out to Texas this past weekend so she could start her life with her new husband. I am so thrilled for her. She has a cute place that is really big for the two of them. They are starting to make memories and enjoying marriage as best friends. I pray for the Lord's blessings upon them. 



The Lord has been revealing himself to me in so many ways. I have known for a while that she would be gone by March. He had given me the peace of that a time ago. He allowed her and I to have the four months that Joel was a Basic to spend together. Then He sent a winter storm two days before she left so we could spend the final days together without the stress of school and work. The Lord has a way of using Winter Storms in our life to carry out His will. I was so thankful for that time. I was prepared to let her go. It was time.  Only the Lord can heal a mother's heart during this time. I had had my share of crying for the past couple of months, when no one knew but the Lord. It is different than when you send them off to college. It is almost final. The realization that their presence will no longer be in the home that you created around them. All the memories flood your heart and mind at once.You think, did I do enough? Give them enough? Love them enough?



The Lord whispers, yes...you did what I called you to do. She was mine to begin with. You did what I asked you to do. She can fly on her own now momma. He has taught me so much more during this time other than about change. He has also taught me about unconditional love. His unconditional love. How our lives mimic God's love for us. You see the past couple of weeks have been emotional. There were times that her and I would not get along. I know it was her way of trying to break free. I just wanted her to realize she didn't have to struggle, I was releasing her to soar. All of this has been new to her. So she had so many emotions that she didn't want to deal with. Pushing me away was a lot easier than dealing with saying goodbye. Even all the way up to dropping us off at the air port, she didn't even want to hug us bye, like the last 20 years didn't matter. How many times do we do this to God. All He wants is to love us. All He wants is to have a relationship with us. How many times do we just push Him away over and over and over. How many times we hurt God, and He keeps on loving us and keeps on trying to have that relationship with us. 

The Flight back the Lord really began speaking to me. When we were up in that plane, looking down at the clouds, the Lord reminded me that He is my pilot. He allows me to stand on the mountain, wander through the desert and walk through the valley. While I could not see where we were going. I had complete trust in the pilot to get me to our destination. So I must trust the Lord onward from here as our lives are changing. He gave me the greatest traveling partner on this journey. My Michael. Flying back with Michael was the highlight of our trip. I haven't flown in 18 years and he hadn't flown in 14. It was during this time that made me realize that I was falling in love with my husband all over again. He makes me laugh, he knows me all to well. He knows how to put me in my place, but he also knows the right words to say. He is definitely my soul mate. There are plenty of times that the Lord has used Michael to speak to me. Many of those times it is confirmation of what I have already prayed about. 



We arrived home around 9:45 pm. We got to my mother in laws and my youngest four children came running out, hugging us and were so glad we were home. It was one of the best feelings. It was another confirmation of scripture the Lord gave me about two weeks ago. 

I have been doing a study on Gideon. The scripture he led me to was this one:

But the Lord said to Gideon, “There are still too many men. Take them down to the water, and I will thin them out for you there. If I say, ‘This one shall go with you,’ he shall go; but if I say, ‘This one shall not go with you,’ he shall not go.” So Gideon took the men down to the water. There the Lord told him, “Separate those who lap the water with their tongues as a dog laps from those who kneel down to drink.” Three hundred of them drank from cupped hands, lapping like dogs. All the rest got down on their knees to drink.
 The Lord said to Gideon, “With the three hundred men that lapped I will save you and give the Midianites into your hands. Let all the others go home.” So Gideon sent the rest of the Israelites home but kept the three hundred, who took over the provisions and trumpets of the others.  Judges 7:4-8

You might think this scripture is a little strange when it comes to my family, but let me explain what the Lord has spoken to me. You see, the Lord wanted Gideon to cut down the size of his army. He asked Gideon to take them down to drink water, those who lapped water like dogs were asked to go home. Those that cupped the water to drink were the ones that needed to stay. They were the alert ones. The Lord has been telling me it is time for my family to get smaller at home so I can be more alert to the ones I have left at home. This is not a bad thing. It is and has been in the Lord's plan. It is my youngest four's time. It is also their time to be the stars of my blog. Devyn has her own now, so you can follow her on her adventures. 

Being a mother is one of the hardest jobs a woman can ever accept. It will stretch your hearts to depths that you have never imagined. It also the Lord's way of building character in you that he sees. I can not imagine my life any different. 

"But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart" Luke 2:19

-paige

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Be still and Know that I am GOD...

Today is the final day of 2013.

What a year it has been!! Every holiday I reflect on the years past and think about the years to come. How our lives can change dramatically in a second. This year was an adventure, and 2014 looks to be a continuation of it. If you read my blog on occasion then you know most of the highs and lows of this year.

I get caught up in the business of life, I tend to get rebellious, and say words that I shouldn't. That is what happens when we allow the flesh to take over, but it does not change my Love for my Savior. His forgiveness makes me want to love Him more and repent and not do those things that I am in habit of doing. He wants me to put life in perspective. He has taught me so much this year. This has been a year of major changes in our family's life. So many more are coming. At first I was sad, my heart ached. Then the Lord reminded me that life is not about everything staying the same. As much as I want all my little birds in the nest, some of them are ready to fly and make nest of their own. It is in change that we grow. It is in the change of life that we grow closer with the Lord. I have had to trust Him more than ever this year and he has revealed himself in more ways than one. I am overwhelmed by His blessings this year. I am grateful for everyone of them. 

This was a great year for the Hill clan. My youngest three made their profession of Faith in our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and were baptized. Gracie in the fall and Colby and Addison on the 22nd of December. All of my children are saved. That doesn't mean that they won't have challenges. The Christian walk is about having a relationship with Christ and having him to help you through this life until we are called home. My soul is at peace knowing all of my children have professed the Lord. 







Daulton graduated high school this year, and he missed receiving honors by 1/10th of a point! But he did receive a full scholarship to play baseball at a junior college. He will be going back on January 6th to start training for the Spring season. I am so excited for him and for what is in store for him. I am more excited that the Lord spared his life from that horrible wreck in my previous post. Daulton is still struggling, he won't talk about it. He knows as well as I do, that God has a mighty work for him to do here. There is no other explanation. He walked away from that accident with three stitches in his elbow. He is a walking miracle, but it is a lot to soak in. Please pray for Daulton, as he seeks the Lord and what his mission is.



Brady started high school and played freshmen football for North Cobb. I admire is drive and determination. He is growing! His new pants are too short! Please pray for him as well. He has such a tender heart for the Lord, but he is also very high strung. Which is not a bad thing if it is used to honor the Lord. 



Last but certainly not the least of the Hill's blessings this year is Devyn. Has she had an amazing year. She took an a huge task with her sorority when the vice president of community service had to give it up and the beginning of the year. The title was given to her. The task she had was to plan their Shamrock event which is their yearly philanthropy fundraiser for Prevent Child abuse America. She had two months to pull it off. I can tell you she was extremely stressed, but she did it! She along with the committee under her organized the first 5K put on by students at KSU. She had everything from shirts, goody bags, timers, and sponsors. It ended up raining out, BUT... since it was for a charity they were able to keep all of the funds raised which was over $10,000 for their philanthropy! Her sorority ended up winning an award from the College Panhellenic council for the most money raised by a KSU greek Life.


While I am NOT a fan of the whole "greek life", I was proud of her for taking on such a huge task and accomplishing it. Devyn has always met every challenge that she has faced ready for the battle, and she has come out a winner every time. With that being said, we visited her Pediatric Neurosurgeon for the last time three weeks ago. This was bittersweet. Nearly 21 years ago I was a scared 18 year old mother not knowing what was going to happen with my girl and the Lord used this mans skills to save my baby and give her the opportunity to live her life to honor Him. Dr. Boydston is an incredible surgeon at Scottish Rite, and I will always be grateful to the man that saved my baby.




The biggest blessing that the Lord has poured onto her this year is her Fiance', Joel. I can not begin to express to ya'll how thrilled our family is to welcome him as part of ours. Ever since Devyn was little, Mike and I have prayed over her and whomever the Lord had as her soul mate. Now that the Lord has revealed who he is, I am really a loss for words. I can tell you that he is everything we have prayed over for our daughter, and more. When she first started falling for this young man, I could tell. I finally asked her one day, "You are falling in love with that boy, aren't you?" and with a HUGE smile on her face, she said yes. Of course as a mom I started praying. Lord, if this is of you please bless them. If not please end it, because I can't stand to see her hurt. The Lord would confirm the fleeces I threw and he gave me several scriptures. 

"Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.” Isaiah 30:21

 “Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom." Luke 12:32

He would give me these in several ways. I felt like He was telling me, "Momma I got this, I love your daughter more than you do, and I am going to pour my blessings out on her."

I have watched this precious relationship, that I do believe honors God, grow. On December 22, Joel asked her to marry him. I am adding a boy to my clan.









So our next adventure is planning a WEDDING!!! Please pray that we don't kill each other before its over with, I am just kidding. I have watched to many of those bride shows on TLC. I do ask that you pray for the two of them. She will be moving to Fort Hood Texas. I will miss her, but I know that the Lord is with her and will watch over the two of them. He does has plans for them. When I think about my daughter getting married I can't help but to think of this line from one of my favorite movies 
                                           http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGJfruLLiyk

The Lord has been so good to us this year. His protection and love has been made real. That has been one of my prayers over my kids is that he would reveal himself to them. For HIM to become real in their lives. Little did I know how he would reveal his self. The scripture as my title has been what he keeps revealing to me." Be Still, know that I am GOD". 
He has this crazy life of mine in His hands, He that is living in me is greater than he that lives in this world.

I pray that 2014 is even better than 2013. I pray that my walk with the Lord will grow stronger. I pray that the Lord will bless you as well. 

Psalm 67:1-2
May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face shine upon us, that your ways may be known on earth, your salvation among all nations.

-Paige

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Beyond Belief

This is probably the most important post that I have made so far.

The Lord is working in my life, but I am still trying to let it soak in. Like ripples on still water after a pebble has been thrown. So will the affects of the events from three weeks ago. I will continue to learn truths and lessons from this.

The phone rang right before 7:30 am on Sunday September 22, 2013. “Hello” , Michael, said.  “Yes, sir, this is he. Okay, okay. We will be there soon. Thank you so much.” My husband runs into the bedroom where I am up to start getting ready for church. “Daulton has been in a car accident and we need to go right now, they are taking him in an ambulance to Huntsville Hospital!”

Immediately I burst into tears. This is a call that every parent dreads. Daulton, was headed back to college early this particular morning. He was 3 ½ hours away. My heart was just aching. The night before he left had not been so pleasant. He had come home for the weekend to attend his former high school’s Friday night football game. It was a big game and he wanted to see his friends. He stayed Friday night and left at 10:00 pm Saturday evening to head back to school. He was supposed to call us when he got back to his apartment. 1:00 am came and went. We had not heard from him. We had text and called no answer. I finally logged into my cell phone carrier website where I have the family locator feature. Dreading hitting the button to see where he was. The address showed he was still here locally, at a friend’s house. I didn’t think that there was no way he would have deceived us like that. I was so angry. I text the mother of the friend and within minutes he called his father. He made out he was at his apartment; finally my husband told him we knew where he was. He admitted that he had not left and was going to stay there until around 5:00 am and then make the journey back to his apartment. Sunday’s are game days at his school, and if they are home games all the players are required to go to church with the coach. He told us he was call us later once he got on the road.

He text Michael at 5:30 that morning. Michael had gotten up for church around 7:30 am and saw the text, but decided he would call Daulton back after he got out of the shower. Instead we got the call from a stranger that our son had been in a terrible accident. They told us he was okay but the car was totaled. It was the longest 3 hours of my life. We finally received a call from him from the emergency room. I was able to get in contact with his baseball coach. He stayed at the hospital with him until we got there. He kept us updated on the entire test they were running. CT scans and x-rays. Everything was negative.  We finally arrived. My heart broke when I saw him. I hugged him and didn’t want to let go. He busted out in tears, asking for forgiveness. He knew he had hurt us. We were so thankful that he was okay.  He had stitches in his elbow that was it. The nurse asked us if we had seen the car yet. Of course we hadn’t since we just wanted to get to him. He pulled out his phone and showed us the picture the EMT sent him.


My heart sank. That very moment I realized I had been in the midst of a storm, and the Lord had worked a miracle. My son should not be alive. The doctors, nurses and EMTs were all in amazement. The Lord had protected my son and spared him from death. Not only had he spared him. He also did not have any internal injuries, no broken bones. Not even a concussion. He walked out of the hospital with stitches in his pitching elbow. He had on hospital scrub pants and shirt from the lost and found. They had to cut his clothes off of him to run test because they were positive that he had some type of injuries. We went straight to the garage where the car was towed. All of his belongings were in it. My son did not realize how bad the wreck was. We just stood there in amazement. We could only try to soak in God’s miraculous power. We left there and went to the crash scene. Where we continued to be in awe of God’s grace. Pictures do not do it justice. Seeing it in person is overwhelming.







The Lord is still teaching me through all of this. I am sure I will continue to learn truths from this years from now. So far this is what I want to share:

1) Our children are going to disappoint us. It is how we handle it that matters. We disappoint the Lord all of the time, yet He still loves us. It grieves Him when we do this, just like we are grieved when our children act in a way other than how we raised them 
Create in me a pure heart, O God,  and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
11 
Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me.
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Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me." Psalm 51:10-12

2) Forgiveness matters.  The Lord allowed me to reconcile with my son, I had been so angry at him. I almost lost him. He allowed me to have a second chance at being his mother. Does He not forgive us when we come to Him burden and heavy hearted?
"Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you." Ephesians 4:31-32




3) Love covers a multitude of sin. Love always wins, overcome evil with good. The moment I stepped into that emergency room and got to hold my son, nothing else mattered. Not how I had cried myself to sleep the night before and the pain he caused. Just that he was alive for me to hold mattered.
"Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins." 1 Peter 4:8

4) We were bought at a price. God sacrificed His one and only son to save us from Hell. I was upset that my son could of died. I had almost lost my son because of his own carelessness. But didn't God's son die for me? He has also showed me his mighty power, and he has a work for my son to do. We need to honor HIM.
" Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies" 1 Corinthians 6:19-20


5) I am to share this miracle with others. This was not something to be hidden. I am to share Christ message with everyone. CHRIST is REAL!!! My son is a walking testimony. 
"No one lights a lamp and puts it in a place where it will be hidden, or under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, so that those who come in may see the light." Luke 11:33


It is in moments like this that you realize how small we are and how BIG our God is.
I am still amazed by His mercy and power. 

To God be all the GLORY!

Paige

"For the sake of your word and according to your will, you have done this great thing and made it known to your servant." 
1 Samuel 7:21