You know when you have one of those nights...
You have tickets to see The Band Perry in concert.
A warm, summer California evening.
Great seats.
Great sound.
With great friends!
Walking in to the concert you get a call and a text ... Not good ones.
Potentially life-shattering ones.
You find your seats and think should we leave right away?
This is not the first time.
But every time we get these calls, these messages... every one of them matter.
You take every one of them very seriously.
A quick call is made to another (thank God for the others in my life)
And the other drops everything to go, assess, to sit and care.
And that same night, at the Concert
You're on the alert cause a baby is about to be born.
You receive another text
Her water broke!
And another
Mama's doing good
And finally, much later
After you've left the concert - early -
You get home and you feel a God-confidence
After an agonizing night praying, crying, pleading with the Almighty.
You're enveloped with a Peace that makes no sense
peace the warrior is on duty
And after a very long night (two days) of some of the most important work your sweet niece will ever do, you receive a final text.
He's here!
The thrill of new life
The anticipation of one more (high) chair to be added around our can-it-get-any-bigger-Thanksgiving table.
He is born - healthy and beautiful and awesome!
Yet your heart was heavy as you lay in bed that night
Your whole being is exhausted today with the weight of what could be, the weight of tears and prayers ... because praying is not for the weak.
What starts out as a great concert with great friends
Becomes a holy night with a holy God
You have tickets to see The Band Perry in concert.A warm, summer California evening.
Great seats.
Great sound.
With great friends!
Walking in to the concert you get a call and a text ... Not good ones.
Potentially life-shattering ones.
You find your seats and think should we leave right away?
This is not the first time.
But every time we get these calls, these messages... every one of them matter.
You take every one of them very seriously.
A quick call is made to another (thank God for the others in my life)
And the other drops everything to go, assess, to sit and care.
And that same night, at the Concert
You're on the alert cause a baby is about to be born.
You receive another text
Her water broke!
And another
Mama's doing good
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And finally, much later
After you've left the concert - early -
You get home and you feel a God-confidence
After an agonizing night praying, crying, pleading with the Almighty.
You're enveloped with a Peace that makes no sense
peace the warrior is on duty
And after a very long night (two days) of some of the most important work your sweet niece will ever do, you receive a final text.
He's here!
The thrill of new life
The anticipation of one more (high) chair to be added around our can-it-get-any-bigger-Thanksgiving table.
He is born - healthy and beautiful and awesome!
Yet your heart was heavy as you lay in bed that night
Your whole being is exhausted today with the weight of what could be, the weight of tears and prayers ... because praying is not for the weak.
What starts out as a great concert with great friends
Becomes a holy night with a holy God
