Life has been full, Little One, and so I haven’t paid much attention to you. It has felt full of disorientation, confusion, angst over many things. It has me somewhat buried in the land of dwelling on and mulling over things too confusing for me to understand.
So as I drive, consumed with anxiety and concerns and big questions about my life, I suddenly feel you kick… your tiny kicks. Your tiny kicks Wake. Me. Up.
Your Tiny kicks, though not that strong yet, they jolt me out of the intensity of my dwelling on the not rights and the I don’t understand. These tiny kicks… I feel them… and suddenly I am reminded greater things are happening here.
I am reminded that life is about more than the questions and the anxieties and the fears and my not being able to figure things out. Real life… really living.. it is about seeing past all this to the unexpected and the wonder and the plans that we don’t choose but are so much better for us. These tiny kicks awaken us to see the goodness that God is doing all around.
Your tiny kicks… they come… I feel them, they nudge me, they remind me, they say to me, “LIFE! Life is coming! And it’s going to be good. Better than you could have planned or hoped for.”
Because if I am sure of nothing else that has happened to me in my life, I am sure that you Little One, you are purposefully intentioned by God! Life, human life, is always a deliberate act of the hand of God.
For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
Though there are things in my life that I question and wonder, mistakes I have made that I dwell on, you Little One are no mistake! You, your tiny kicks, they are of God.
And yes it has been a disruption to my plans, to what I thought was best, but your tiny kicks they reorient me. They speak to me truth. Truth that God is doing unexpected things, far greater than my worries and angst and questions. And His unexpected things are good. You, your tiny kicks, are God’s surprising-and-disruptive-but-oh-so-good gift to me. And yes, you will bring chaos to my life, but what wonderful chaos it is, what sweet madness, what glorious mess.
Your tiny kicks, they nudge me to see the gifts in life that are all around.
These tiny kicks, they don’t just happen for those of us with a womb who have carried life. Tiny kicks happen for all of us… moments calling us: Pay attention! Wake up! Life is happening! Gift is here right before your eyes!
Tiny kicks are happening! Can you feel it? Those nudges in life that remind you of the goodness of God. Those moments you notice His unexpected blessings. Can you feel them? The laugher from a child, the glory of a sunset, the sweetness of strawberries straight from the field, a hug from a friend, the kindness of a stranger.
These tiny kicks come and they say: Wake Up! Wake Up!
Wake up to the goodness all around! Over and above the things you don’t understand, see the beauty and the wonder. Take in the gift of life.
These tiny kicks… they whisper… they nudge us to see it… to see the glory… to marvel at the unexpected goodness of God, even when we don’t understand how it all will unfold.
Tiny kicks… they are all around… wake up… feel them…and live into their goodness.
God’s glory is on tour in the skies,
God-craft on exhibit across the horizon.
Madame Day holds classes every morning,
Professor Night lectures each evening.
Their words aren’t heard,
their voices aren’t recorded,
But their silence fills the earth:
unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.
Psalm 19:1-4 The Message
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