3rd Thursday Thought

I'm going to be participating with other Hearts at Home bloggers for a blog hope called  "Third Thursday Thoughts."  Our first question is:  Have you experienced any miracles in your life?

What do you think of when you hear the word miracle?  My mind goes to the miracles of the Bible where Jesus turned the water to wine...Or fed the 5,000 with the loaves and fishes...Or raised Lazarus from the dead...Or made the blind man see.

I haven't had any miracles like that in my life.  But there have been plenty of times when I knew that what happened was a special gift from God, something unexpected that only He could have done, something we could not have possibly done on our own.

One such time that comes to mind is the birth of our son.  When I went to my doctor's appointment before my due date, my doctor found he still had not dropped into the position where he needed to be to be born.  The next appointment was the same.  She had told us she would let me labor for 24 hours if I wanted, but she really did not feel it would be productive based on what she could see.  Or the other option was a c-section.  In the months of pregnancy I had not considered having a c-section.  I don't know that the thought crossed my mind really. 

My husband and I prayed and talked about our options.  Of course we also had family members and friends who threw in their "two cents" that we should just wait and we'd regret not trying labor, etc.  Ultimately the decision was that I would have a c-section.  I can't begin to describe the peace I had leading up to August 12 that we had made the right choice.

We wouldn't know until after the fact just how right the choice was.  You see, after Caleb was born, my uterus did not contract as it should have done.  I lost blood, nearly to the point of needing a transfusion.  My doctor told us that she had "one more trick up her sleeve" and if that had not worked, she would have done an emergency hysterectomy.  But what she did worked and the bleeding stopped. 

My doctor and the nurses were surprised how well I was doing after so much blood loss.  She told us that really it could have been tragic if I had not already been cut open from the c-section because there might not have been time to take me to surgery and get the bleeding stopped since nothing was working.

I have always felt that God had His hand on that situation, protecting both me and our son.  He gave His peace beforehand so we felt going into it that we were making the right decision. 

Have a day of blessings!