quick 5...or less

I just received a text from my friend that her mother is in emergency surgery. And it's serious. So as I await news and try to do this quick 5, the things I was going to say seem kind of unimportant in light of all that. Not that the random notes of the quick 5 are ever very important; I guess I just don't feel like the usual rants. So here are a few things I am feeling...

1.  Someone shared this verse with me and it's been so encouraging in this phase of watching my little ones.

"He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young." - Isaiah 40:11

So thankful God is gently leading me. Not sure what I'm more thankful for- that He's leading or that He is gentle about it.

2. There's an old hymn by Charles Wesley called "Arise My Soul Arise". It's been playing quietly in my head this week and the words are so amazing.

Arise My Soul Arise

Arise, my soul, arise; shake off your guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears:
Before the throne my surety stands,
Before the throne my surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.

He ever lives above, for me to intercede;
His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead:
His blood atoned for every race,
His blood atoned for every race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

My God is reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And 'Father, Abba, Father,' cry.

(You can listen to a modern version of the song here.)
3. Tessa is starting to wake from her newborn state and feel like a baby. It's such good timing; just when the sleeplessness is becoming exhausting and the constant feeding and changing seem a bit much, the little bundle wakes up into a cooing baby. No smiles yet, but the coos have started and been met with a cheer from her siblings, who are convinced she is trying to speak to each one of them (She probably is trying to speak, "Keep it down, would you?") Having a baby is a paradox: so unfairly demanding and undeservedly rewarding.

I think that's all for tonight. Hope the fall weather is breathing fresh air into your home and your life. I know it is mine.

1 comment:

Katie T. said...

Becky, I've been clinging to Isaiah 40:11 since our second was born. What a good Daddy we have.