Miracles

New year – New Life

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A few days ago I start reflecting on the year that was coming to a close. 

Twenty thousand twenty-five was full of surprises, challenges, losses, and a new life. 

I’ve told the story of my family, my childhood, my relationship with my brothers before. No need to rehash that here, only to say, both my brother’s passed this year.

They died within four months of each other. Years of alcohol abuse and illness took them both too soon at 74 and 71. My only expression of emotion on their passing was a hope that they both are in a place now where they are totally healed…mentally and physically. 

It was a sobering feeling to realize I am the last one living from my nuclear family.  I was suddenly faced with the reality of my own mortality. 

I often used to say I was the most normal person in my family. Now that I’m 70, I hope I am also the healthiest and I have many more years ahead.  

On a happier note, after the loss, new life begins. After 8 years of marriage and dealing with so much illness and so many hospitalizations, our youngest son and his wife welcomed a baby boy into their lives.

Baby MC was due January 11, but decided he was going to be our 2025 surprise. Born healthy at 2am on December 27.  

I was blessed to be in the delivery room and cut his cord. A very strange feeling cutting through the dense fibrous tissue.   I needed reassurance that it caused no pain.  All it took was a few firm snips with what were very sharp scissors, it was done. 

Oh I wish I could show you a photo but parents request that no photos be posted online. He is gorgeous, with the most adorable little chipmunk cheeks. Ten fingers, ten toes and the cutest little nose. 

For three months I had been in the doldrums, but in an instant I was keenly reminded of the joys in life.  

The old pass away, but each birth brings hope for the future. It is the circle of life.  Years, months and days tick by but as each day ends, I fall asleep in anticipation and hope for the new day. 

My prayer for today is that the Lord grants me many more days and years to share and enjoy this little one as he grows into a young man. 

A Time for Everything

There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every matter under heaven—

A time to give birth and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.

A time to kill and a time to heal;
A time to tear down and a time to build up.

A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance.

     ~ Ecclesiastes 3:1-4 NASB

Today I am dancing

A Magnificent Vessel

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My womb
A Beautiful form
Like a Greek amphora vessel
With her thin graceful arms
She reaches out to hold
Delicate capsules
Embracing millions of treasures

Precious pearls
Released one by one
Month by month
Year after year
Nearly 40
Each pearl holding
The possibility of new life

This womb
Like the cycles of the moon
Prepared to receive a life
And then time and time again
In disappointment
She shed away the nourishing nest
Only to revive it again

She became the cradle
That caressed the tiny bodies
Of my three sons
She was the warm capsule
Where they were formed
From a single cell
Unseen by the world

My womb was a life giver
She is the essence
Of my feminine
She distinguishes me
As a woman
Present at my birth
This vessel that produced life

She came to life in my youth
And faded away in my old age
We endured the change with grace
Though there were days
That I cursed her
I was in awe of her ability
The miracles she brought

Today she became
My adversary
Within her walls
Grows not life but
An enemy
One that would try
To destroy me

Now I must release
This beautiful friend
She has given me
So much
Soon
I will say goodbye
I will grieve for her

They say she’s old
She no longer fulfills
A purpose
Even if that is so
I cannot toss her aside
As nothing more than tissue
Medical waste

She is more
She has been
The mystery within me
Magical
Wondrous
A masterpiece of God’s creation
Divine by Design

My heart
Is full of sorrow
I don’t want her to leave
But it is time
I am forever grateful
For all the gifts
From this Magnificent Vessel

2024 Trish B ©

The Star

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After the star has fallen on Christmas night
And the Christmas trimmings have left our sight,

Try to hold onto the joy and love
Like peace that flows from the wings of a dove.

When the world gets crazy at the turn of the year,
And dissent and anger brings doubt and fear,

Draw from the well where peace imparts
A peace that lingers in your heart.

Be jolly and lighthearted come what may…
Fight despair and stay out of the fray.

Hold tight to the spirit joyous
Otherwise bitterness will surely destroy us.

Recall the serenity the season brings,
Where eternal hope always springs.

Because the star came with a promise true,
That peace on earth is possible too.

© Trish B. 2017

Miracles

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I have given miracles a lot of thought while traveling the past few weeks. I was trying to sort out what I believe. When I thought of miracles I was thinking of the great ones Yeshua performed, healing the sick and raising the dead.

I wondered if these miracles happen today? I have heard people tell stories of going to third world countries and witnessing such healings, but I, the constant questioner of things I cannot see, have doubts. I surely have prayed for miraculous healings, for great supernatural showing of power to overthrow injustice and evil, but my eyes have not seen.

As I pondered these thoughts, I realized I still wanted to say, I believe in miracles but wonder if the time for the extremely awesome and breathtaking ones has passed.

Then I realized. There are no monumental or small miracles… everyday is a miracle. It is miraculous that not by my own power, I can turn a knob and clean fresh water comes from the tap, that I flip a plastic switch and I have light, or that I can reach the world from a small 4×6 device that I hold in my hand.

Last week I traveled from one side of the country to the other in a large metal tube with wings. It weighed hundreds of thousands of pounds yet it lifted into the air like a leaf blowing in the wind and took me thousands of miles in a few short hours.

The week before that I witnessed a huge rainbow that stretched across the sky over the Pacific Ocean. It filled me with a sense of awe and wonder of the beauty of this world. It took me above the fray on the ground to see the bigger picture of life.

Life, life is a miracle. The very fact that we are here on this earth is a testament to miracles. My ancestors going back thousands of years survived extreme hardships, famines, wars, diseases and countless other obstacles to produce offspring that finally resulted in my birth. I have read that the odds that I am here living on earth is in the trillions. The same holds true for all the over eight billion people in the world. That is one enormous miracle.

Yes, I believe in Miracles.