We've all heard the saying, "Practice makes perfect" before I'm sure. Well, today I'm going to talk about something I found real interesting yesterday...
I saw my baby taking practice breaths.
What? Yes, you read right. I don't know if this is a strange thing or not, but I've known baby practices breathing in utero for a long time as they can't actually breathe, there being no air there... but to actually SEE the 'breaths'! I'm almost certain that is what it was. It was slower than the heartbeat of baby, and faster than my own, very rhythmic, with a few breaks here and there. Add to that the baby squirming a bit first and then settling into this breathing pattern... very neat! Hubby got to see it too! The belly moving side to side, in and out very lightly to the pattern of baby's little breaths.
God's design never fails to amaze me. I started to tear up, watching my belly move, knowing what was going on inside... that little secret that everyone can see but nobody quite knows the same way I do. That little person, practicing to come out into the world... it's incredible. How did God know how to do it? How did He know how to design our bodies the way he did, from before we could even breathe, to when we would be having children of our own, to the day we would leave this earth to be with Him? How? It's absolutely amazing, the way he perfectly formed us, the way He is forming this little person in my womb... and He never needed an ounce of practice.
He formed me that same way...
It's incredible to think about. I was once just like this little baby. I once took practice breaths, preparing my lungs for the day I would come out and enter the world. And since then, the practice has not stopped: practice for writing, sports, games, cooking, cleaning, crafts, singing, and just about every activity I've ever performed. Practice makes perfect... and I always strive for perfection. However, that is something I cannot attain on my own.
Funny how the things we have no control over, the things we need to give to God, are the only things that turn out "perfect". Funny how we still feel the need to control the aspects of our lives that we want to have "perfect"... only giving them over to God once we've concluded that we really can't do it... that we really have NO control whatsoever. Wouldn't it be easier to just give it all to him immediately? Wouldn't it mean so much less worry, concern, fretting, and just less time wasted in general? Wouldn't it mean much more peace?
For now, I will continue 'practicing' different aspects of my life... I think God meant for us to strive to do well as He modelled us after Himself. However, I think it would benefit me the most if I would only remember who is ultimately in control of it all and continually give that control over to Him. Only He can make perfect...
...He's still working on me...
4 comments:
Sab, I teared up just reading your post both because it made me remember when my boys were still inside me and the miracle of it all and also the part about how the things we need to turn over to God for Him to handle are the only things that ever turn out perfect. This was a wonderful, wonderful post!
There is nothing to replicate a baby's movements in utero. And then when they are here...it is so precious to look at them and remember how once they moved inside. Commit these moments all to memory.
Psalm 139:13-16
No doubt He is an awesome God.
What a touching moment! I remember so well seeing those little lungs on ultrasound as they inflated and expelled the fluid.
My mom and I were just talking today about the movements that my baby made in utero and still makes. It's a wonderful memory.
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