Dear GOD… …
My significance… in Your eyes:
mum & dad didnt wan me initially cos i was causing mum a lot of pain. betwen her womb and hip hurt real badly. extreme pain. in the first mth, mum had a deliberate fall while mopping the floor, hopin to lose me. well, i survived that fall. she too (oops!).ha.
2mths old plus, 6-year-old sis n 3-year-old bro even "jump" on me and "hit" me to help mum alleviate the pain. i asked mum, ‘dont you feel hurt then? as in physically? n maybe emotionally?’ she replied, "the pain was really torturous. beyond that caused by the all the jumpings and hittings on my stomach. " Despite all these ‘external turmoil’, i still lay in mummy’s tummy in perfect health. You want me to live.
3-4mths old, the pain was simply unbearable. the doctor recommended abortion. he claimed that it was because i was developing outside the uterus; risky. mum and dad were left with no choice. they signed the documents to go ahead with the abortion. mum changed into the operating gown. then a ‘big doctor’ came along and gave her a final check-up. he said that there was no need for abortion! i was ’sitting’ on one of mum’s nerves that caused all the pain. definitely not outisde the uterus as what the other doctor had claimed. However, there was no way to reduce the pain. medication would harm me. In Your flawless plan to be born, destined*
5mths old- this relative had a quarrel with 3rd aunt. she tried to attack grandfather with a stick. mum tried to help. relative was fumming mad and actually attempted to kick me. (how dare she!!!). a heavy slap from grandfather across her face saved me. the last major obstacle i had to overcome before my arrival to this earth. I am always on Your mind every single moment, wasn’t I?
I am not an accident. And I believe everyone isnt too.Help each of them realise their significance in Your sight too.
Some might be mad with their parents for not wanting them. Well, I don’t. All these revealed my significance more than anything else. So blessed with a loving dad, a doting mum, an adoring sis,a caring bro, all the friends (YES you! :> ) around, little darlings (Snowy, chichi boy, happy, crytal) and all my possessions, i wonder God, is it becos… … i had a tougher 5mth-start as compared to others?
Regardless, I thank You for knitting me in mum’s womb, and also the many others in their mummies’ wombs.
Thank you for the first breath of life.
February 8th, 2006 at 6:32 am
Josephine here….didnt know you had such a tough prenatal life…i actually felt sad and a bit teary while reading it…i am sure GOD was preparing you for the life ahead…smilez