Father God,
Tomorrow Cammy turns two. I’m overwhelmed with thanks, and I stand in awe of all that you have done. I’m so grateful to you for lending us this little life to care for. I am infinitely aware that Cameron is your child before he is ours.
I remember his birth like it was yesterday. I was scared that in becoming a Mom I would somehow lose my identity. On the contrary, and in two short years, Cam has intensified my awareness on every level and deepened my passions in a way I can’t begin to explain – and yet you know, because you created all this parent stuff.
Thank you for preparing us for him long before you sent him our way. Thank you for mapping out a career for his Daddy that would meet his needs in unimaginable, miraculous ways. Thank you for the families and friends you’ve given us, that so undergird our lives. They have carried us through the dark days and laughed with us in celebration of the wonders.
Thank you for the mysterious healing that you have brought to me and to Murray. The healing doesn’t make sense in many ways. I don’t quite know how you have wrought it in our hearts, and yet you have. You have gently, strongly restored us even while the jagged rocks cut us and we cling to impassable precipices on this journey to the ‘high places’. Thank you for the husband and father that Murray is. Thank you for helping him to endure and even to rejoice in the cruel ironies of his fatherhood and his profession.
Thank you for protecting Cam through so many operations and countless general anaesthetics, not to mention several bouts of flu, tonsillitis and gastro, which are just part of being a little person in a big world full of germs.
Thank you for the miraculous visual progress he has made. To think that when he was born all he could see was light and dark – and now he can successfully hunt for Easter eggs. Thank you for all that he is able to communicate to us now about his vision. Thank you for all that he is able to respond to, recognise and name. He has far exceeded initial hopes and prognoses.
Thank you for Cam’s irrepressible brightness, his contagious laugh. Thank you for the way he seems to leave light behind him wherever he goes. May his life always be a testimony of your magnificence.
I praise you, Almighty God. Take your glory. As Paul Simon says, these are the days of miracles and wonders.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen.
Tomorrow Cammy turns two. I’m overwhelmed with thanks, and I stand in awe of all that you have done. I’m so grateful to you for lending us this little life to care for. I am infinitely aware that Cameron is your child before he is ours.
I remember his birth like it was yesterday. I was scared that in becoming a Mom I would somehow lose my identity. On the contrary, and in two short years, Cam has intensified my awareness on every level and deepened my passions in a way I can’t begin to explain – and yet you know, because you created all this parent stuff.
Thank you for preparing us for him long before you sent him our way. Thank you for mapping out a career for his Daddy that would meet his needs in unimaginable, miraculous ways. Thank you for the families and friends you’ve given us, that so undergird our lives. They have carried us through the dark days and laughed with us in celebration of the wonders.
Thank you for the mysterious healing that you have brought to me and to Murray. The healing doesn’t make sense in many ways. I don’t quite know how you have wrought it in our hearts, and yet you have. You have gently, strongly restored us even while the jagged rocks cut us and we cling to impassable precipices on this journey to the ‘high places’. Thank you for the husband and father that Murray is. Thank you for helping him to endure and even to rejoice in the cruel ironies of his fatherhood and his profession.
Thank you for protecting Cam through so many operations and countless general anaesthetics, not to mention several bouts of flu, tonsillitis and gastro, which are just part of being a little person in a big world full of germs.
Thank you for the miraculous visual progress he has made. To think that when he was born all he could see was light and dark – and now he can successfully hunt for Easter eggs. Thank you for all that he is able to communicate to us now about his vision. Thank you for all that he is able to respond to, recognise and name. He has far exceeded initial hopes and prognoses.
Thank you for Cam’s irrepressible brightness, his contagious laugh. Thank you for the way he seems to leave light behind him wherever he goes. May his life always be a testimony of your magnificence.
I praise you, Almighty God. Take your glory. As Paul Simon says, these are the days of miracles and wonders.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen.
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