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and anyone else who feels like my faith and my strength in this situation are admirable, but unattainable. Please, please, please read this entry in it's entirety. Read it a dozen times if you need to. Know that every single word is true and real and just for you.

First things first, you can have this kind of faith and strength. But it doesn't come overnight. You know that saying, "God will never give you more than you can handle?" It's bull-crap. It's not true. In fact, the opposite is true. He's going to put things in your life that you can't handle all the time. Look at it this way:

Pretend that you went to kindergarten when you were five years old, and the teacher knew that you could only handle playing with toys. Trying to teach you numbers, letters, or colors would be pointless, because that would push you. That would challenge you. That would be more than you could handle. So you went all the way through kindergarten playing with toys. The next year, you went to first grade, and again, the teacher only helped you play with toys, because that's all you had ever done...that's all you could handle on your own. If she gave you numbers, letters, or colors, you would simply chew on the paper or stare blankly at the paper. You couldn't handle learning your letters, numbers, and colors on your own. So she didn't challenge you. She didn't give you more than you could handle. She just let you play with the dolls and the blocks and the trucks all day.

On and on it went until the day you were 18 and you graduated high school. Your parents said, "Alright, Dawn, you've been through public education. You know how to play with toys. Now it's time to move out into the real world and begin your own life."

Obviously, you would be completely and utterly unprepared for life. Even if you lived with your parents for the rest of your life...what kind of life would that be?

Instead, in school, your teachers CONSTANTLY challenged you. They constantly presented you with challenges and material that you couldn't handle on your own. Letters and numbers were completely overwhelming in kindergarten. Addition, Subtraction, Multiplication, and Division kept you at the dinner table, studying, when you were in elementary school. Balancing chemical equations caused you hours of frustration (and, if you were like me, even tears) in high school. And college...good gracious...the word, "FINALS", still makes my palms sweat the slightest bit.

But here's the secret: You never had to do it alone. You never had to do it with only the strength you possessed. Your teachers (if they were worth their weight in salt) were there to teach you, to help you, to share their knowledge and strength in the subject. And, one by one, you tackled each subject and got stronger in each area. No matter who you are or what level of education you have attained, I can say with confidence that you are farther down the road of knowledge than you were the day you started kindergarten. Why? Because you can read this blog entry. :)

It is the exact same way with God and faith. The Bible says that we all start out as babies in faith. Just like babies can only drink milk, we can only hand small things of faith. Now, this is interesting to me.

The first part of faith is believing in a god. Correct? So, that's the first step to being a baby in faith. Well, HELLO!! How in the world is that a small thing? It takes a TON of faith to believe in God. There are very intelligent people out there, people who are very STRONG in intellect, who don't even have enough faith to believe in a god. Quite frankly, if you have mastered that step, the step of believing in God, then it's only going to get more challenging from there on.

The best thing, though, is that we never, ever, ever, ever, EVER have to do it on our own. God has told us that He left a guiding force here on Earth, a force called the Holy Spirit. God is certainly seperated from us up in Heaven, but He has left a part of himself here for us to reach out to. Aside from that, God has millions of followers all over the world who are just waiting...just waiting...to step alongside you and walk the road with you. Everytime you fall down or find yourself struggling to have faith, one of us will be there to kneel down beside you and help you back up again.

Why? Because we have ALL been there. Every single one of us has been at a place where we did NOT have the strength to display the faith that was required of us. We know what it's like, and we can't wait to help you through it...because we know how good it is on the other side.

And that won't ever stop. The falling will never stop. We will constantly be faced with challenges that help us learn more about God and grow in our faith.

This journey of faith is not easy for me. It's simply that I've turned *away* from God enough times to know that it doesn't work. It always ends up really, really, really crappy. I would use the cuss word, but I know that would irritate my mother who reads this blog. :) But it's true: When I try to handle the challenges without leaning on God, things go BAD. They go really bad. I end up depressed, angry, bitter, sad, and simply without hope.

I've been there often enough that I don't wanna go back. I want to continue to lean on God. I want Him to help me through this.

There is a very simple prayer that I prayed Wednesday night, June 18, 2007 at 11:40 p.m. I had just been told (9 hours earlier) that my water had broken again, and I probably only had a 1 percent (if not less) chance that my baby would live long enough to come home with me. You have no idea what that did to me.

I truly can't express in words how badly I want this little boy. And to know that he's a boy. Oh how strongly I yearn for him to come home in my arms. Oh how terribly my heart aches to imagine living life without him.

Oh, how ANGRY it makes me that there's even a possibility that God would give me a child and then take him away. It wouldn't be the first time. I just don't understand it.

But I do KNOW this:

God has really good plans for me. I know it, because I've already seen it. I look at all of the hard things I've been through in my life, and I realize how much WORSE they could have been, if God hadn't been guiding me through it.

I'll be very, very, very honest with you. If God hadn't been at my side throughout my life, I probably would not be alive today. I have been in desperate, scary places where I didn't even think I wanted to live anymore, but God spared me. He put people (a person) in my life to show me how much He loved me. He whispered to me in the dark scary places, pushing me on, pushing me forward.

I don't wanna go back there again, so I prayed this prayer, almost word for word:

"God, if something bad happens, if you decide to take Burke away from me, I'm gonna be really really angry. It's going to hurt so bad that I don't know how I'm going to go on. I'm going to be really confused, and I'm going to want to run. That's what I always do when I'm hurt or angry or mad. I run. I run from You. I run from Mike. I run from friends. I close myself off. I won't receive hugs. I won't receive prayers. It's a defense mechanism. God, if you allow me to go through a hurt, I'm going to want to run away from You, and I'm probably going to try really hard. But here's my real desire God. Right now, while I'm not angry, and while I'm not hurt, I want you to know the truth that's not clouded by emotions: I love You. I trust You. I want You in my life. I want to live for You. So, if it happens, God, if you take Burke away from me...will you do me favor? Take those huge, strong, all-powerful arms, and wrap them around me. Just like a screaming little toddler throwing a tantrum...Grab me and hold me close to you. Fight with me. Fight for me. Hold me close, even as I scream and wriggle and cry and try to run. Just hold me. Hold me tight. I'm probably going to say mean things to you. I'm probably going to rebel and try to hurt you, but I know you can handle it. I know you can handle me. You created me. So I'm giving you permission, God. I'm giving you permission to hold me against my will at that point. Don't let me run away from you. Hold me until I have calmed down...until I am a whimpering, sobbing mess in your lap. And then love me. Remind me that You have good plans for me. That you are still there. You are still in control. Through it all, you will not let go. Oh no, you'll never let go. Through the calm and through the storm, you'll never let go of me. Amen."

You see, God has promised that He will not force us to be with Him. He's not interested in little robots. He's interested in people who will love Him, serve Him, and follow Him because they WANT to. Not because they HAVE to. So He has promised that He will never force us to come to Him.

However, He will do what we ask, if it's in His will, if it's something that pleases Him. And I believe that staying close to Him is something He wills for my life...something He wants from me. So, I have given him permission to go against my emotional will, if I try to run. Because that's all emotions. It's all anger and bitterness and hurt and sadness and confusion and ... it's not Truth. It's Emotion.

My Truth is that I want to live for God. I want to live for Christ. No matter what I go through, I want Him to be the biggest part of my life. So I give Him permission to hold me against my will, if that's what it comes to at some point. I give Him permission to pursue me with passion.

I have given Him permission to draw me close and keep me near. That doesn't take strength. That takes weakness. Realizing that I am far too weak to handle this on my own, and I need Him. I need Him. It's the only way I'll ever survive.

And you can do that, too. He loves you just as much as He loves me. He sent His Son for all of us. We just have to accept it. So see? I'm not different from you at all. I'm not more capable than you at all. I've just made a choice to admit that I'm really weak. I've made a choice to admit that I can't do it. So I'm going to let Him.

(((HUGS))) I promise. One day, I'm going to try to meet all of you who are e-mailing and commenting in person. I'm going to wrap my arms around you and squeeze until you can only barely breathe. I'm going to try to show you how much Christ loves you by showing you how much I love you.

Today, God, reach out to Dawn and anyone else who's feeling similar to her.  Reach out to anyone who doesn't think they have the strength or the faith to trust You.  Show them your glory.  Show them how good You are.  And open their hearts.  Motivate them to search for You, because You are worth finding.  Amen. 

This is incredible, Lindsay. May God be glorified in your situation HOWEVER it turns out. I am believing for a healthy, happy, beautiful baby boy - who gets to come home and live at your house! A couple of weeks ago, the speaker at church said - with out a battle we'll never know victory. I love that. Know that, even though you don't know me - I AM in this battle with you. Warring in prayer on your behalf! Reading your blog has made me thankful for so many small things that MANY people take for granted. Thank you for that - and for always speaking truth. You are a gift!

Rachel
PS - Just so you know - our connection is Emily Johnson. I am a close friend of hers and have had phone and email contact with Kirsten (during the Emily vs. Cancer showdown), though I've not yet had the pleasure of meeting her either... Any friend of Emily's friend is a friend of mine! :)

Hi Rachel!

Hi Rachel!  I'm pretty sure you were my co-conspirator when the Elston girls bought the Anthropologie dress for Emily during her battle.  :)  I think you got the size for me.  But I could be wrong.  Anyway, I'm that Lindsay.  :)  Thanks for being there with us in prayer...it means more than we can describe.

2 Corinthians 12:7-10

Paul once wrote,
"So to keep me from becoming conceited because of the surpassing greatness of the revelations, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from becoming conceited. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong." (ESV)

These verses have taught me SO much, and I think they speak clearly about what you are discussing here. God will bring us unpleasant experiences and painful things that we don't WANT and that we can't handle effectively on our own, but it's in those very moments of brokenness and weakness that Christ's power can be shown in our lives. In dying on the cross for our sin and being resurrected from death, He has won the greatest battle of all and been shown to be supremely powerful--One who can give us strength to face ANYthing. When we realize our own weakness, we can start to realize that we need His strength!
We love you guys and are still praying for you!

Tears in my eyes

I have been following this blog for some time, I am a member of the Dec. 08 board. I have been feeling a little lost since my classes and confirmation this year, and I needed something, someone to explain it better to me. I needed to see someone else wanted to run now and again. I NEEDED to hear that he does give us more than we can handle sometimes, that gives me faith. I have never ever heard words as powerful as yours, and I want you to know that they meant a lot to me, and I needed them. You were what I was looking for. I have been praying for you and little Burke every night, and for your family. It amazed me when you asked us to pray for your Dr. more than for you that night. You are a truly wonderful person, who is touching lives of people that you haven't even met. You make me laugh and cry daily. When I was pregnant with my first son (who is Ruby's age!!) there was a miracle baby named Truman from one of the boards. He survived all odds. I am holding in my heart of hearts that Burke is a miracle baby too. It can happen. But whatever happens, you are in my prayers and thoughts, and I wish only the best for you. Thank you for sharing your life with me.

Hey Lindsey,
I just wanted to tell you that I read your blog regularly and am continuing to pray for you, your family and baby Burke. Thank you for sharing so much of your heart.
Sarah Ranvestel

(Raya and Brooks' mom from storytime. =) Jonell Smith sent me the link to your blog and i've been following ever since.

I just now read this post. I can't get over how powerful, meaningful and true your words are...what we ALL need to hear...and hear again. You make God's word so relate-able. Maybe you think this is crazy, but I am printing this blog post (and I'm sure future ones) out to read....and read again. As a supplement to my Bible. Your impact is huge, Lindsay. To those who don't know God, who have questions, who are baby Christians, and even to those who have had the relationship for years (or are even going through a dry spell). It doesn't matter. I am so excited to see what God has in store for you...huge things. Reading this, thinking of you and Burke--I just love you so much it brings tears to my eyes.

Oh, and your prayer...absolutely amazing. I think it's the most beautiful prayer I've ever heard in my life.

Oh, and I wish you WOULD have cussed because than I could related to you even more...I'm kidding, kind of.

Hey I'm from the November

Hey I'm from the November Expecting Club and I am amazed at the similarities I have discovered between us in this blog entry. I struggled with depression during most of high school, after lowering my standards and wanting to "party" and then having a guy I date die. Within six months after his death, I was hospitalized 3 times for suicide attempts. I did drugs. It was bad. I do not like who I was back then.
I struggle now because of the things people think. I like who I am now and I have learned and grown up so much. People still linger on the things of my past and most don't see how my party girl way of dealing with the anguish I felt back then was any worse than being a single teenage mom now. I want so badly to be a good mom. I try to remind myself how God has trusted me with the life of my little boy, but sometimes its so hard. There are people like you who are so faithful and deserving who want a baby but have a high risk pregnancy and all that. I feel guilty because after all my mistakes I had this surprise pregnancy that has no complications. Its all so hard for me to understand and I so badly want to be close to God again...but I don't know how. I am trying though.

You are such an inspiration though and you are in my thoughts everyday. My heart goes out to you and your family. You can do this.