Ruth.
She lost everything. Everything but her mother-in-law. Out of desperation she followed another woman to a new life.
"Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning." (Psalm 30:5)
Hannah.
She wept bitterly because of her barren womb. She pleaded with God. Her arms ached to hold a child. A promise to God, a promise from a priest.
"In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help.
From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry to him reached his ears." (Psalm 18:6)
Jochebed.
She feared greatly that her child would be taken away, killed. Hid until time would not allow it. Out of desperation, pushed her baby down a river with a prayer laced in hope for a savior, a future.
"He will tend his flock like a shepherd;
he will gather the lambs in his arms;
he will carry them in his bosom,
and gently lead those that are with young." (Isaiah 40:11)
Rachel. Mary. Rebecca. Elizabeth.
Every woman a different story.
Every story a prayer, a desperation, a hope, a promise.
"You have kept count of my tossings;
put my tears in your bottle.
Are they not in your book?" (Psalm 56:8)
Infertility.
Miscarriage.
Brain damage.
Unresponsiveness.
Fear of death. Fear of disease. Fear of pain. Fear of the inevitable.
"For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, 'Abba! Father!'" (Romans 8:15)
Desperation, depression, fear. We must not allow them to become greater than our Savior.
"Casting all your anxieties on Him, because He cares for you." (1 Peter 5:7)
A song my husband sings when rocking our babe to sleep:
I will cast all my cares upon you
I will lay all of my burdens
Down at your feet
And anytime I don't know
What to do
I will cast all my cares upon you
A simple and beautiful truth.
She lost everything. Everything but her mother-in-law. Out of desperation she followed another woman to a new life.
"Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning." (Psalm 30:5)
Hannah.
She wept bitterly because of her barren womb. She pleaded with God. Her arms ached to hold a child. A promise to God, a promise from a priest.
"In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help.
From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry to him reached his ears." (Psalm 18:6)
Jochebed.
She feared greatly that her child would be taken away, killed. Hid until time would not allow it. Out of desperation, pushed her baby down a river with a prayer laced in hope for a savior, a future.
"He will tend his flock like a shepherd;
he will gather the lambs in his arms;
he will carry them in his bosom,
and gently lead those that are with young." (Isaiah 40:11)
Rachel. Mary. Rebecca. Elizabeth.
Every woman a different story.
Every story a prayer, a desperation, a hope, a promise.
"You have kept count of my tossings;
put my tears in your bottle.
Are they not in your book?" (Psalm 56:8)
Infertility.
Miscarriage.
Brain damage.
Unresponsiveness.
Fear of death. Fear of disease. Fear of pain. Fear of the inevitable.
"For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, 'Abba! Father!'" (Romans 8:15)
Desperation, depression, fear. We must not allow them to become greater than our Savior.
"Casting all your anxieties on Him, because He cares for you." (1 Peter 5:7)
A song my husband sings when rocking our babe to sleep:
I will cast all my cares upon you
I will lay all of my burdens
Down at your feet
And anytime I don't know
What to do
I will cast all my cares upon you
A simple and beautiful truth.
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