This may just be the best Christmas season I have had in a long time....maybe ever! I have been so touched by the fingers of Deity these past weeks..given such sweet and powerful gifts that have left me no doubt that the hands of God work quiet, profound miracles in our lives today. I call them Glorious Impossibles! (I stole that name from Madeleine L'Engle).
(1) My new little great-niece, Stella Grace, is one of those Glorious Impossibles. God lovingly placed her in her mother's womb when the idea of a child had become almost a broken dream. And then...here comes Stella! GRACE.
(2) Two weeks before her due date, my niece Stella's mom became sick, unusual since the previous nine months had been uneventful. She felt like she was "sick for a reason" and went to the hospital. Her doctor "just happened" to be there. GRACE. He determined the baby was in distress and immediately did an emergency "c" section. The umbilical cord had been knotted. The doctor said, "This baby has a story to tell...how her mother saved her life!" By being sick, and coming immediately to the hospital, my niece saved her baby's life. Had she hesitated, little Stella would have died. Indeed, she was sick "for a reason!" GRACE.
(3) Very shortly, it was discovered that the baby had severe MAS, caused by gasping meconium into her lungs. And Baby Stella, even before she had been held by her mother, was put on a ventilator. And all of us who had rejoiced only a short time before, gasped in fear. Prayers flew up to the throne. God must have been covered in them! Days were grim. Days were better. Days got worse...but now, Baby Stella is being healed. GRACE. Slowly, and thoroughly, God is healing her. And now, 15 days since her birth, it looks like God will soon be placing Stella into the arms of her mother! GRACE.
(4) Twenty plus years ago, a throat surgery took my singing voice. A voice major in college, I had been singing since I was a senior in High school. Classically trained, I always felt closest to God when I was singing. I worshipped in song. To stand and sing the glorious songs of my faith in church was the time I felt completely in God's will. But then, surgery... and the melodies were no longer mine. HOWEVER, God had used these past 20 years to show me new expressions of my passion for Him. GRACE.
(5) And most recently, I have been teaching a Bible Study at the Renaissance. The ladies have been insisting I sing for them. In spite of all my explanations, and refusals, they continued to ask me.
Two weeks ago...they reminded it was Christmas soon and as a Christmas present, would I please sing a carol! Well what do you do? You give up and say 'OKAY!" Going to a good musician friend's house one night just to see how bad I was going to sound and what we could do in the way of damage control,
I picked up the mike and hit every high 'b" and "c"! I NAILED THEM! GRACE.
I was stunned. He was stunned. His wife, one of my best friends, was stunned. Wade was stunned. I can sing! Really and truly sing! I ended up singing not one carol, not two, but three songs...beginning with Amazing Grace...which sums up all of it..God's amazing GRACE...to my niece...to her baby, Stella, my great niece, and to me. I know His Grace is not limited to any season. But for whatever reason, during this season, I have felt it more surely than perhaps ever before. And while my voice isn't there yet, my heart sings the Hallelujah Chorus! GRACE.