There’s a scripture that I love to read from the Bible. It says,
From the lips of babes and infants you have established strength, because of your adversaries, that you might silence the enemy and the avenger – Psalm 8:2
I have always assumed that God, the almighty one, could use anybody for his glory, but never have I had personal experience with such an experience as this scripture talks of.
Valentine’s day is now my first born’s day, Sydney.
Born at 9 at night and three weeks early, she is literally the little angel I’ve always hoped for.
Having her is the best thing besides Jesus, and my husband, that has ever happened to me.
I’m always talking or speaking of God and Jesus around my girls, because he’s all I’ve ever known and encountered in my lifetime, thanks to my parents upbringing.
We were in the car the other day, and of course my depression was running rampant, making me think thoughts so dark and causing me great internal distress. I always strive to hide this anguish from my kids. It was great that this was occurring while I was driving, because I had extra security of knowing that my kids could not feel or see the panic that was taking place in front of them, while they were in the back of the car; or at least I thought.
Sydney likes to listen to contemporary Christian music. Anytime I try to listen to something else, she says “no mommy, what happened to Jesus music”, so I always turn it back to the station.
While I was yet suffering from the symptoms of depression that ironically came shortly after giving birth to Sydney three years ago, all of I sudden I hear my child say “sing the song mommy, sing the song!”
On the verge of crying, due to feeling overwhelmed with sadness, one of my favorite songs started to play “I will praise you in this storm”; this was the song she made sure that I would sing, never before asking me to sing a song, so I sung to please her, but God knew I needed to remind myself of the words to that song to praise him in my despair. So, he used her in that moment to get me back on track, to help pull me out of drowning, and he used her to help save me from spiraling out of control and losing focus.
Out of the mouths of babes indeed.
My angel, my first born, my Sydney, Happy Birthday.