Tuesday, April 27, 2010
After a man-sized belch, and a fair amount of spitup in my hair and down both of our chests, she was finally comfortable. And now, exhausted, she quieted. Her previously restless arms and legs now relaxed and she gripped my arm with her tiny hand and laid her head on my shoulder.
Moments later...more crying. I sat down. Rae had returned to playing. I leaned forward, with Lily resting on my legs and took her head in my hands, gently stroking her face with my thumbs. I bent further and pressed my lips against her ear and continued to whisper lovingly to her and kiss her ... whisper ...kiss ...whisper ...kiss. Her frantic, painful cries slowed a mournful whimpers...momentarily. This carried on for a time - cries, comfort...whimpers....cries. The cycle eventually ended and I sat staring at this beautiful little creature wondering how she could possibly be producing such intense noise all on her own...and wishing I knew how to better soothe her discomfort.
"The Lord your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing." Zephaniah 3:19
He will quiet you with His love.
I am awestruck by this, as I consider it in light of my own experience with LilyMae.
As I experience the difficulties, pains, trials and discomforts of life...He sees. He hears. He holds me in His hands and whispers encouragements and love gently into my life. It still hurts. But when I pause long enough to hear His voice above my own tearful cries and notice His touch despite my panicked flailing... I am able to rest a moment - quieted by His comforting love.