In 1991 Chris and I were given a devastating blow, we would never see the inside of a labor and delievery room or visit a hospital nursery to see our little miracle. Cancer would rob me of membership in the one club that all women gain membership to by giving birth. I felt so left out of the "mom's club". I wouldn't have late night cravings, stretch marks, labor pains, or know the magic of loving someone who rested safely inside my body. During the days of hurt, confusion and utter saddness, the Lord began to give me scripture as His promise of his better plan. The one that I held closely to during that time was Isaiah 55.
8 “My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the Lord.
“And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine.
9 For just as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so my ways are higher than your ways
and my thoughts higher than your thoughts.
10 “The rain and snow come down from the heavens
and stay on the ground to water the earth.
They cause the grain to grow,
producing seed for the farmer
and bread for the hungry.
11 It is the same with my word.
I send it out, and it always produces fruit.
It will accomplish all I want it to,
and it will prosper everywhere I send it.
12 You will live in joy and peace.
The mountains and hills will burst into song,
and the trees of the field will clap their hands!
13 Where once there were thorns, cypress trees will grow.
Where nettles grew, myrtles will sprout up.
These events will bring great honor to the Lord’s name;
they will be an everlasting sign of his power and love.”
His word and his promise came true! In May 1992 the Lord blessed our lives with Kalin Christian Sorensen. The cypress tree that was in place of the thorns of our lives! Life could not have been sweeter! It had happened! I was in the club!! My labor was a beautiful story of God's faithfulness, my late night cravings were filled with scripture to encourage my journey, my stretch marks were battle scars of the heart and I instantly loved this child before I ever saw his face!
Fast forward 18 years. I have been extremely low. Knowing my time as Kalin's mother was coming into a new phase brought fear, broken heart and utter sadness. Knowing that I do not battle flesh and blood, but principalities of darkness, I began to do what I have done for the last 18 years. I embraced the promises that the Lord gives in His word. A dear friend who has been in the trenches of this battle with me sent me scripture. As I began to read, I recognized Isaiah 55!! Kalin's promise verse!! The Lord washed me over with sweet reminders of every battle I had claimed that scripture for Kalin. Sweet reminders of every promise that God had proven faithful during the last 18 years.
Today I claim Isaiah 55 for Kalin all over again. I can know that there will be joy and peace and that his word will accomplish all that Jehovah intends for it to.
