Stop the earth from spinning, I want to get off
anonymous
(big sister Alice does believe her world has indeed stopped spinning / Julie Cook/ 2018)
I think it was last Tuesday…
I started a new post and suddenly…life just spiralled away…
It has been spiralling since Friday, February 16th.
That Friday began with a frantic phone call followed by a frantic race to the big city…
racing 65 miles along a busy interstate to a busy metro hospital…
as a first-time pregnant mom felt no movement from her soon to be baby.
Was there a heartbeat…we did not yet know.
The doctors ordered them to the hospital immediately.
The dreaded word “stillborn” was quietly uttered and cautiously mentioned by a
somber doctor.
Tears, prayers and shouting flowed freely…while racing on a busy interstate.
Finally and thankfully the call came…there was a heartbeat.
But I kept racing none the less.
The voice of my own, now grown father-to-be, son was frightened.
And there was a call for urgency for a delivery.
4:15 PM, a week ago Saturday, a loud exhale could be heard rising up from a lone labour
and delivery room.
A week has since passed in what seems to be a gauze veiled haze of weary relief.
A new mom is now ill with fever…
A new dad is a walking zombie…
A new big sister dog is depressed
A new odd inherited aunt of a cat is still an independent nut job
A new tiny princess has been jaundiced and has had to visit the local Children’s hospital
all the while a new grandmother is still on ‘new-life’ duty while toothpicks prop
open her eyes…
So yes, it does feel as if the world has indeed stopped spinning for a myriad of reasons…
reasons which I haven’t even listed…reasons we’ve been living with but matter not much here…
For us, as exhausting as it all has been, it has been a privilege of wonderment to behold.
The post I attempted last week touched on the fact that the world was obviously still
churning onward without me.
All the current worldly worries and woes have not changed.
The News outlets are still rambling on about the same ol same ol.
Russia is still being Russia.
The Olympics have come and gone.
Politics are still a hot miserable mess.
And today is the first day I’ve looked at a computer.
Truth be told, I’ve not missed any of it!
Tending and caring for a new life seems so much more important than any and everything else.
Caring and tending—a focus of caring, nurturing, tending and servicing the needs of another.
What a novel concept.
No fussing and cussing of opposing sides.
No worries about fake news or animosity.
The self-centred world has been refreshingly removed.
The weight from this heavy and angry painfilled world lifts
as the reality of what is real settles in.
I have, however, missed reading and learning…
learning and sharing with and from all of you my learned friends…
yet there has been no time.
And there is very little if any energy.
I did, however, manage to briefly read snippets, in the wee hours,
of those posts offered by our clerical friends from across the pond
regarding the death of Billy Graham.
I am obviously of the age to clearly remember the televised Billy Graham crusades.
However, I never did attend one in person…
Being an Episcopalian and a committed Christian, I never felt called to
attend a crusade, but I did enjoy watching his televised “sermons.”
In college, I worked at a Christain girl’s summer camp.
The camp was the neighbour to Billy Graham’s North Carolina home.
We never saw him…but his presence was always felt.
Both our friend the Wee Flea, David Robertson,
the pastor of the Free Presbyterian Church of Scotland in Dundee and our loving renegade
Anglican Bishop Gavin Ashenden each made note of the famous Evangelist’s passing.
Bishop Ashenden, in his post concerning Billy Graham,
noted the mixed reviews regarding the death of this 99-year-old soldier of Christ…
comments expressing both sorrow as well as sarcastic vehemence.
The good bishop actually cited a rather nasty comment by a contributing editor for Teen Vogue.
“The big news today is that Billy Graham was still alive this whole time.
Anyway, have fun in hell, bitch.”
Lauren Duca
As a very exhausted new grandmother…
who has experienced some rather low lows and some soaring high highs in the past 10 days…
a grandmother who is marvelling in the life of this new granddaughter—
a little girl who will one day find herself exposed to such things as Teen Vogue…
I am left absolutely baffled by such a caustic comment.
Running out to Target, in order to pick up some baby necessities…
I actually caught a glimpse of the most recent cover of the latest edition of Teen Vogue…
Is this the type of message we want to offer our young girls???–
“resist we must”…
Resist what?
The world?
Our society?
Our history?
Resist who we were meant to be?
Resist…
meaning…we must be rebellious vs peace giving,
we must be defiant vs compromising, yielding, giving, offering…
we must be obstinate vs diplomatic…
we must be hate-filled vs kind and loving…
we must be militant vs confident
we must be all that is opposing what God originally intended…
My son, during the course of these past 10 days we’ve spent together, has voiced his anguish
for this new daughter of his…
his anguish over the future of a young woman caught in the growing maelstrom of worldly confusion.
What is to be her future—
A world where Christianity is condemed while secularism rules?
A world where the word Conservative or Orthodox or Tradition is scorned, ridiculed and even
hunted down…???
I echo his concern…
May we continue to hold onto the promise we have been given…
So do not fear,
for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah 41:10
Welcome back Julie! What a time you and the family are having. Hopefully, all will settle down soon and you will all be able to sit in wonder and awe as you marvel at the birth of Autumn. Blessings.
Thank you Lynda—- don’t know if I’m exactly back but I’m working my way there— 🤗
Congratulations.
Health and happiness to all.
Raising a new member of the Bulldog Nation 🙂
So good to have you back, my friend. As we look at the future of our nation, we can rejoice, because things are only going to get better. Trust in the Lord for that. He will use our grandchildren to make changes that we never dreamed of. He has a wonderful plan for this little one of yours. God bless you all.
We must fight the good fight— I might need a bit more sleep first 😳
You deserve it💤💤💤
What is that foreign concept 😶
LOL!
Reblogged this on Talmidimblogging.
Thank you GW — hugs from the sleepy cookie 🍪
You’re very welcome SC and congrats g-ma 🐛🐛
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Welcome back, dear friend.
Thanks Wally— ☺️
The world kept spinning while you were tending to more important things Julie, but it’s sure always nicer to have you around. 😀
I don’t have kids but am extremely concerned at the cultural messages young girls and teens are growing up with. I mean there have always been bad influences to avoid and harsh differences in political opinions but it just seems more nasty and Godless today.
I certainly see a definite Godlessness rooted in a new level of hate filled vehemence— one that is extremely intent on eliminating anything but its agenda
Welcome back…blessings to you and family especially the little one.
Thank you ☺️
I thought she looked a little jaundiced in one of those pics you sent. Nikki was a little when she was born but it soon passed. I know it has been a hellish ride, but I’m so glad the baby is here and that soon all will be well and you will get some much needed rest. Loved this post but then I always do love yours. Love ang hugs, N 🙂 ❤ xoxoxoxoxoxo
Brenton was jaundiced when he was born–so she’s come by it honestly 🙂
But we’re having to switch to fromula due to Abby’s mastitis…which does allow all of us to get up with her….sleep…oh for a wink
Wow what an adventure you guys all had, I am so glad the baby is with you all!!! That sounds rather frightening. I hope your granddaughter and my daughters would grow up in a world where teen vogue is no longer relevant…them with their hate-filled venom and Leftist brainwashing…
Amen Jim—I was absolutley appalled reading that comment and then seeing the cover of that Teen Vogue—when I was young and read the magazine Seventeen—it was certainly not the political we were intrested in…The Monkeys…Bobby Sherman…
and the latest style of bellbottoms … and so now we push agendas on our youth that really is not or should not be a part of their radar
It’s crazy! I rather they bring back bellbottoms than politics!
I never thought I’d say it—- but me too
So much to think about here, Julie! As always, you push us to really consider life, family and current events in light of God’s Word! I, too, worry about these new little ones and what the future holds for them. We must really double down on our prayers for them and for our world! So glad to be able to read your thoughts here again! Hope you will all get some needed rest soon! ❤ and huge hugs!! ❤ ❤
it’s what happens when I’m slap happy exhausted—my mind just starts wandering all over the place 🙂