Joyful Transformation

Early yesterday morning I was thinking about the way my life had changed in the last two years. I am not sure that the Donna of two years ago would recognize herself now. What caused such reflection and introspection on a Wednesday morning? My tennis shoes. I have always been the kind of person who would buy a new pair of tennis shoes when mine were tore up or completely out of style (I have some hi-top PURPLE Reeboks somewhere). Yesterday I was ordering the 4th pair of tennis shoes in two years because the soles were completely wore out!! Two years ago I had not started my early morning work-outs, I had not started playing tennis, I still had a daughter living at home, I didn’t have a grandson and I was about 30 pounds heavier. Along with exercising and eating closer to right, I have eliminated some other “weights” in my life. I had never heard of the Zoe Conference and now I am planning to attend my second one. I have started writing. Not just this blog, although this is such a great outlet for me, but I am writing other things. My mind has opened to new ways of looking at things and well shucks, I just like myself better.

I think I told you my daughter has been going to a fertility specialist since the first of the year. For those of you who have been through this you know how incredibly emotional and frustrating the whole process can be. Two weeks ago she finally heard the words she had waited so long to hear, she was pregnant! Tuesday she went for a routine check-up and blood work. They went ahead and did a sonogram even though they didn’t expect to see anything. They told her not to worry unless her HGC levels were over 2000. (If you don’t know what I am talking about…welcome to my world). That afternoon they called and said her level was 2499. They wanted her to come in Wednesday morning where they could check for a tubal pregnancy. She fell apart. My first tennis match of the fall season was Wednesday. I knew that I had to make some calls to let people know I couldn’t play. I had to be with my little girl. I prayed all night… “please God”. I didn’t know much else to say until during the night I realized God is the creator of life. New life is always a miracle performed by him, if this new life was in her tubes he could move it….I prayed for it, I learned the meaning of praying without ceasing.

When the technician started moving the instrument around to show different parts of Diana’s insides, I saw it! It was right where it was supposed to be! The beginning of a new life INSIDE her uterus! The tears came immediately as I whispered “Thank you God, Thank you God!” Seeing a new life is a miracle of God!

I know that we still have a LONG way to go and I covet your prayers in our behalf; but it looks like the next year may bring even more changes to this old gal! I can’t wait!