A BIG LITTLE BLESSING Andy Hollifield 1-29-18
Proverbs 10:2 The blessing of the Lord, it maketh rich, and he addeth no sorrow with it.
Psalms 127:3 Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
Yesterday I had the privilege of holding a little baby that I have come to love dearly and pray the dedication prayer at his service to dedicate him back to the Lord. Hannah done this with Samuel and he turned out pretty good. The circumstances may be a little bit different but this little guy is an absolute blessing from the Lord. As I held him and prayed, it settled in on me what an awesome responsibility I have that I have volunteered for. This little guy will hopefully one day be counting on me for guidance and godly influence in his life. I know that his mom is counting on me. No, they are not family, at least not in the typical sense, but in the fact of being joined with them at the heart, that is a bond that God has created through several strangers meeting in adverse circumstances.
As you might have guessed, this is the little guy whose mom has been helped by our ministry. It was only through unusual and miraculous circumstances that we even had opportunity to meet. I have written previously about all of those hardships his mom has went through but I haven’t really mentioned too much about the loneliness and heartbreak and worry she has gone through. One reason I haven’t mentioned it is because that is personal business of hers and also because God has put it in the past for her. He has brought her into a family of strangers that, in their desire to please God in their lives, took this young lady into their home. When the time came for the baby to arrive, the lady of the home never walked out of the hospital until she walked out with mom and baby. The man of the house took time off from work to be there just as if she were his own daughter. Even a greater beauty than the fact this couple took her in, is the fact that their entire family has not only accepted her but embraced her as part of the family.
One reason this whole situation means so much to me is that the momma is the first mother that our ministry has helped. We have been making plans to open a home for unwed mothers that were out of options and it just so happened by divine ordinance that God sent us our first client before we had a place to house her. Since then, I have gotten a lot more aggressive at trying to find the place that God has for us to start this work. Another reason this is so special to me, is because I am not likely to ever have grandkids of my own. It looks like God is going to give me that privilege with other children that are not related to me. For just a short while in the beginning of these babies lives, and also their mommas, I will have the opportunity to lead them to Jesus or at the very least try to let them see Jesus through me. While I am more anxious than ever about what God has in store for the future, right now I have one big responsibility for this little guy.
The other incredible thing about all of this, is that this baby won’t have any idea of what all his momma went through getting him here. All he will know until he is older is that he is surrounded by people who absolutely love and adore him. Momma can one day tell him the story of his own miraculous birth when she is ready. She can tell him in detail how that God hooked her up with a stranger through other folks that she didn’t even know. She can also tell him how that God sent a snowstorm to keep his mom here until he had everything worked just the way he wanted it. She can tell him how that one man’s plans fell through because God’s plans are always and have proved to be so much better. Not only can she tell him how all of these strangers came to be a part of his life, she can also tell him how an entire church that didn’t even know his mom, took him and his mom in as part of their church family. She can tell him of the cold rainy Sunday morning one winter day shortly after his birth, that his mom took him to church for the first time. She can tell him about how all of these strangers in his life were so full of thanksgiving as they got to witness his mom dedicating him back to the Lord. She can tell him how that folks that had been strangers to her prayed earnestly for her and him before he was even born. Yes, his life may not have started out like mom might have wanted, but she sure has some incredible stories to tell him. She will one day get to explain how that the same God that created the universe and all that is in it, orchestrated all that he did, using all the different people that he did, just for the purpose of getting him into this world. A miracle is defined as an extraordinary event that surpasses all known human or natural powers and is ascribed to a supernatural cause. In other words: such an effect or event manifesting or considered as a work of God. Also a wonder and a marvel. If you could know all the things I can’t tell you, you would realize that this is no ordinary little boy. I believe God will have his hand upon his life in a great way. He has got too many people across this country and others, praying for him. As for me; him and his mom have helped to rejuvenate me with purpose and more determination than ever to do that which God has called me to do! To me, he will never be just the son of a mom our ministry helped; he will always be “a big little blessing.” Have a blessed day in the Lord!!!