Ladybug Secrets

Ladybug Secrets:
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Monday, June 24, 2013

Summer Time Miracle

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Brooke.  Her mama called her little ladybug.  Even as a baby she was dainty, delicate, and yet strong and graceful.  Her mama admired her loveliness, caught glimpses of beauty where ever Brooke danced.
On this particular hot, sticky summer night...Brooke smiled in the warm breeze of evening.  Her mama stared at her, drinking in her sweetness.  There she was dressed in her pale pink monkey pj's.  Brown boots only halfway on her feet, scrunched up around her ankles.  Her hair tousled, hair bands around her wrist.  She had a bit of sauce from dinner at the corners of her lips, dusting her nose where little freckles.  This simpleness yet craziness of her made mama's heart swell with love!  How could such a miracle be there dancing in the fresh cut grass.  Brooke picked dried flower petals from the ground.  Ripping them, she tossed them carelessly into the air.  She twirled as the petals danced on the wind around her.
Mama set back admiring this sight. Thanking God for the Miracle of Brooke.  Thanking Him for all the ways He had faithfully carried her through every storm.  How He continues to heal her, and protect her.  Just 1 week ago, He answered yet another prayer heavy on Mama's heart.  He healed one more of Brooke's needs.  He made it possible for her to be closer to a functioning 7 year old body.  Her smile reflects a lightness in the summer heat.  Mama sees it, she knows her baby is a survivor.  In one glimpse of a moment Mama can see her babe, her bug and rejoice for all that she is and will be.  A summer time miracle is a sight to see.

1 comment:

  1. What a beautiful post!
    Good to hear God has healed her in His way! My many prayers go out to you all!
    I pray healing will come in full for you all!