Dear God....
Am I the only one who does this?
When the going gets tough....I start making deals with God. Like yesterday's post...Dear God if The Jags win I'll be a good girl for a whole week. I have a feeling that God doesn't spend alot of time in the deal making game. I mean why should he? But that doesn't stop me from trying to sweeten the pot to get what I want from the universe.
Sooooo here's he deal. If The Jags win, I work out every day this week, no eating in between meals and NO DIET COKE for one week. Not only that, but I'll throw in no swearing, neither live nor on this blog for an entire week.
Sheesh I dunno if I still want the Jags to win! LOL But in any case, if I make a deal, even an internal one, I keep it.
This brings to mind one of my biggest "deals" with God. I was maybe 2 1/2 months pregnant with my Sugar Bear, when I got a call in work from the gynocologist telling me that they needed to see me in their office NOW. As in leave work now and get your ass here. Oh and bring the hubby too.
I tried to find out why but they couldn't talk about it over the phone. SHIT. (remember swearing deal isn't in effect until the Jags win)
Anyway we get down there, and they tell me there was this blood test that they did. If the baby is normal, it will sluff off these proteins that should show up in my blood, and much hasn't shown up. Alpha beta proteins or something like that. Anyway because of the results of this blood test they said the baby had a "high incidence for down's syndrome".
We let that sink in for a minute and then they went over our options.
Option 1 - Do nothing. Don't find out if the baby has downs syndrome until it's born.
Option 2 - Do an invasive amniotic fluid test, to find out if the baby does have down's syndrome. Down side to this is there is a higher incidence of miscarriage and we won't get the results for 2 weeks. Which would put me at 3 months pregnant....if we decided to abort because the baby had downs syndrome we'd have to do it right when we got the results.....
I was shocked.
And as far as the abortion option....I believe in every woman's right to have that option, but I'd been trying for a long time to have a baby, and just don't know if I could do that personally.
Anyway we go with Option 2. I figure if the baby does have Downs, I want to be mentally prepared. I couldn't wait and wonder for the whole pregnancy.
So afterwards I was on bed rest to prevent miscarriage so I had 2 weeks and nothing but time to make a deal with my buddy God. And boy did I!
It seems so ridiculous to me now. Yes God will prevent illness if I barter with him. I started with a donation in mind, and the amount went up with each passing day. Till we finally got the good news we'd been waiting for. Normal baby.
Ummm turns out he wasn't normal. He's extraordinarily smart, handsome, and has a capacity for love, the likes of which, I'd never encountered before. And he's crazy about his Mama.
He's 12 now and the other night when I said good night to him, he says to me out of the blue. Even when I'm all grown up, I'm still going to call you Mama. Such a sweet boy.
I run really good in the "Deals with God" department so Tennessee doesn't have a chance.
Josie
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The first room they enter is bustling with activity. "What's going on here?" he asks.
This is where we receive prayer requests" St. Peter answers.
The second room they enter is just as busy! "And this?"
"This is the room where prayers are answered" said St. Peter.
They enter a third room which has one person sitting at a desk, reading the paper with his feet up on the desk.
"What room is this?" asks the new guy?"
"This is the room where we receive thanks for answered prayers. Unfortunately, it's never very busy."
I hope you thank God every day for Sugar Bear :o)
FYI Sugar Bear's other nickname is "Evan from Heaven".
LOL.
"Dear God: Please let me be normal. Josie may have me anyway even if I am not perfect, but other mothers might not. I pray for all the babies who will never get a chance to live. Love, Sugar Bear"
"America needs no words from me to see how your decision in Roe v. Wade has deformed a great nation. The so-called right to abortion has pitted mothers against their children and women against men. It has shown violence and discord at the heart of the most intimate human relationships. It has aggravated the derogation of the father’s role in an increasingly fatherless society. It has portrayed the greatest of gifts ~ a child ~ as a competitor, an intrusion, and an inconvenience. It has nominally accorded mothers unfettered dominion over the independent lives of their physically dependent sons and daughters. And in granting this unconscionable power, it has exposed many women to unjust and selfish demands from their husbands or other sexual partners. Human rights are not a privilege conferred by government. They are every human being’s entitlement by virtue of his humanity. The right to life does not depend, and must not be declared to be contingent, on the pleasure of anyone else, not even a parent or a sovereign.” Mother Teresa
And whair is your steenking God now? Your Americain rock et roll Dave Matthews says eet ze baist:
"Praying to God on high is like clinging to straws while drowning."
Do you see? You are drrowneeng and you know eet not. You can pray to your snivelling bastard God but eet weel get you nowhair - zis should be obvious, no? Ha! Un moment while I light a Gauloise and laugh at you and your tahny deesires. Ha ha ha! Tell me, whair ees your steenking bastard god now?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
But thank you for a beautiful and well thought out comment.
Maybe the real question is why have these "tests" that I didn't even know were happening that put me in a panic? Why didn't they tell me they were testing for such things and give me the option of whether or not I wanted that test done.
Some things in life aren't pretty. We can ignore them or we can address them when we have the chance.
However, lest you think I am unable to rise about the seriousness I sometimes present ...
I assure you that 1) I am one of the pretty things in life; and 2) I am a funny guy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWINtUCshxY
And @Duckman, rest assured that the Very J does indeed thank her lucky stars for the Towheaded Wonder (I'm making up my own nicknames, thank you), except when he won't go to bed. He exhibits behavior that cultural anthropologists describe as "working her last nerve." I have personally seen her pick up the phone and call military schools, mostly for pricing and visitation schedules but also to scare him.