A moment of gratitude
December 24th, 2008
You know sometimes you think of something and it strikes you as being so true that you almost say something out loud, even if no-one is there? I had one of those moments.
We went to a concert a week ago where they sang a Paul Kelly song called “Meet me in the Middle of the Air” which is an achingly beautiful modern rendition of the 23rd Psalm, and I’d been humming it on and off all week. Then last night there was a lady on chat who had just lost her son, a 24 weeker, at 2 days of age. The thought hit me today.
Our NICU journey. We walked through the valley of the shadow of death.
I know it’s easy to take the miracle of life for granted, but today I am feeling particularly grateful.
God is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’ sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Eternal forever.

Today we tried carrot (mixed with formula and farex). Some of it stayed in, and we’ll try a bit more tomorrow.