Hannah Rose has the gift of faith. Sometimes I wonder if it's due to the way her life began? (She had severe unexplained Respiratory distress and spent many weeks in the NICU and on respirator) Then through toddlerhood she struggled with hearing loss on and off, with a dunce of a mother who didn't pick up on it real quick and oftentimes assumed she was disobeying when she was actually not hearing. As a toddler she would sometimes get confused, and panicky and I've wondered if her early awareness of her need paved the way for her early belief? Who knows. But Hannah just believes. She believes with every ounce of her that God is completely in control, and completely good. She is this teeny thing...flitting around like a butterfly, but she carries herself with such grace and strength! As much as I would like to take the credit...it is so abundantly clear that it is a work of the Holy Spirit.
Yesterday after struggling with her ear ache all day, finally hearing that it had ruptured, and not being all that sure what it meant, she came out of the restroom with glistening eyes and said:
"Mom, I cried happy tears in the bathroom."
"What Hannah? (with aching heart) Are you sure they were happy tears?"
"Yes. I'm positive. I was just so thankful that it's only this and that it's not worser, because there are just sooo many kids who rilly are sick and in a lot of pain...so I'm just thankful. Because God just teaches me mowa and mowa and mowa about his pwlan thwough stuff like this."
I kid you not people. And there is not an ounce of insincerity in her. All these two days she was pointing out the blessings of it and talking like a mini Elisabeth Elliot with a lisp. I'm serious! Those that know Hannah know that I am not blowing smoke. Sitting in traffic was never quite so edifying as today. My little Hannah has learned the "secret to contentment" that Paul the apostle speaks of in Phillipians:
(sigh)...."I just love Gemma. She is just such a wonderful big sister. The stuff she thinks of to teach us when we play school.....I would never think of! She is just so creative and good to me. I am so blessed to have sisters and bwruthers. That's the thing about creativeness...like these people I am watching....I just never could've created everyone so different and....all the stuff....nature....and (she's looking all around now) ...the twrees, the buuwds...Starbucks...God even made Starbucks and fwappuccinos cuz he made the coffee beans and the people to think of it!... God is just so good. That's another reason why I believe. I SEE that He is wreal."
Sheesh. Needless to say I loaded the kid up on a Stawbucks Fwappuccino with enough whip cream to choke a goat and we took full advantage of our special time. In our travels we had the opportunity to swing by the construction site where my Dad is foreman. He lives out of town and this was a perfect little opportunity to stop and give him coffee and a hug. As we left for home, Hannah's ear was bleeding and aching again so she laid her head down to rest. True to her nature she said "That was so wundaful to see Papa Wheelur...wouldn't that be nice if that was the whooole reason God gave me this ear ache? Just to give us special time with Papa!"
Then tonight Hannah and I babysat for some dear friends of ours (the McPherson munchkins) so the Momma & Daddy could get out for a much needed date night. While Hannah was doing the dishes she did that happy sigh and said "Mom? I am just so happy to help Mrs. McPherson. She has always blessed us so much. And I feel blessed that I get to be here to do this with you."
And dangit all if I aint crying some happy tears myself......