November 6, 2012 -My husband came to me today and mentioned he wants to go to the East Coast with a group of men from the church to go and help victims of Hurricane Sandy. Its nice to see how God uses the men in our church. The group being gathered is set to leave Thursday or Friday.
(Through out the week. I watch my husband make calls, get donations and prepare for the trip).
November 7, 2012 - The men make a final decision and decide they will head out Thursday evening (after work). I go about my day as usual. Late that evening my daughter Krystal brings out some of her very own sweaters and other clothing for the "children that needs them." (Krystal, whom since the age of 4 has always said she someday hopes to go to Africa). I give her a hug and take her sweaters and tell her, "this is awesome Krys." She helps me pack her clothes in a bag. I am SO proud of her!!
November 8, 2012 - (2:52 PM) - I receive a call from the hospital, but I am unable to pick up the call, since I am in a work meeting. As soon as leave work for the day, I listen to the message. The message says. "Hi Gloria, this is Kelly the Genetic counselor at.______ just want to let you know your first trimester screen came back Negative, which is good. Risk is 1 in 1800 for Down Syndrome and 1 in 3500 for the other chromosome abnormalities.These risks are MUCH lower then your age related risks, so it's very reassuring . Just remember this is a screening test not a diagnostic test, we are going to forward to....blah blah... blah... blah....(In a matter of 31 seconds I had received the best new of the day). Our baby was healthy!!! Couldn't wait to tell my husband the news.
After work I head straight home, so I can help my husband pack for the trip. At around 7:00 P.M, I drive him to the church to drop him off. Before we get out of the car we have a heart-to-heart talk. I ask him "Before you go, is there anything you want to tell me." He tells me "No matter what happens, remember this is a good thing." He says "I'm not saying anything bad will happen, I am just saying that if anything does happen don't be angry about me making this trip, and don't be angry with God." "No matter what happens, this is to bring Glory to God, If something does happen you move on, take care of my kids, you tell them I love them and that I was out there serving God." I pray for him, with all I might for God's protection over him and the rest of the men. My husband than touches my stomach and says "man, I can't wait!!" Shortly after that we get out of the car.
Pastor L.P. greets us and then tells us to grab some burritos from his office so we can eat. After a few minutes of trying to get things organized I head to the office and start munching on half of a burrito, can't wait to eat anymore and neither does this baby. After a few more minutes my husband, finds me near the office. I suddenly, remember at that moment the voice mail from earlier and take my phone out and point it towards him. I tell my husband "I have something you need to listen to, before I go back home" I play it for him. As he listens and hears the message, a huge smile spreads across his face, I can see he is at another level of excitement now. Before I leave our Pastor gathers all the men and women and we pray together.
That night as I lay in bed praying, I thank God for His blessings. Especially for the blessing received today (the results of the test). I think back at how I got a very similar phone call , when I was expecting Matthew (and here was was now such a bundle of joy!) I think How Great is our God?, here I am at 39 and for the second time, the results of my test are awesome. I think of my children and how each one has enriched and changed our lives. I think of how each of us are called to enrich and change the lives of other. I think about the miracle of life itself, existing and growing while on the other side of our very own country others were suffering.
I think of things of the past and how God's Grace is much greater than those things left behind. I think of past circumstances and trials and how God has always shown up, has always healed, has always rescued, has always forgiven. Always been there, always will be. I think about how ridiculous it had been of me to freak out about the new baby. Thank you Lord, Thank you for always being you! I fall asleep (like most nights now), holding on to my stomach.
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