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The Young Mommy

Dear Readers,

     Just a short blog today of a simple moment in my life…

 

     THE YOUNG MOMMY-  Journal Entry, January 2015

 

     At my volunteer job one Saturday, I noticed, as I walked up and down the corridors praying for everyone, that the busiest department was the birthing center.

      After I finished my magazine deliveries and prayer time with all the patients, I went back to cover the lobby area, just in case any people needed help finding a department in the hospital.

     I noticed a young mommy holding on to her mate’s arm, walking her labor-intense body all around the hospital.  I decided to catch up to her and ask her a question, "Can I tell you a baby story, little mommy?"

     " It depends!" she huffed and puffed.  "Is it a good story or a creepy story?"

     "Oh, It’s a good story!" I assured her, "But let’s keep walking because that is so good for you!"

 

     So we walked and I talked…

 

     "The year was 1944, a leap year.  My mom was overdue for having her baby.  She was discouraged because she really wanted a "Leap Year Baby!"  So, she decided to try and get her labor started!  She proceeded to scrub vigorously, all the floors in the house.  Well, her effort worked, and I was born at 9P.M. on leap day, February 29th, 1944, along with one other baby, a boy, in the small town of Gardner, Massachusetts!  I still have the newspaper article announcing our births!"

     The couple smiled happily as the three of us walked back to the lobby, and they continued on to her room.  Knowing I’m a senior, the young father looked back and shouted to me, "So, how old are you?"

     Glancing back at both of them I answered, "I’ll be 18, a year from this coming February!"

     The youngsters waddled off grinning from ear to ear, in excited anticipation of the new baby about to enter their lives.  I hope I helped just a little bit, to get her through her heavy labor and birth.

     I love my volunteer job at the hospital!  I consider it a gift from God!

 

                                 Love in Christ,  Claire xoxo

 

     P.S.  When I enter the birthing center, I cover the newborns with Jesus’s blood and surround them with angels.

 

     Ecc. 3:1-4, "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven; a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down, and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh,"    (NIV) 

 

 

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The Plea

Dear Readers,

     Occasionally I blog one of the letters that inspired the title to my blog site, "Claire’s Letter Stories."  This was a desperation note to a fellow employee that the Lord was prompting me to write…

  

     A Plea To A Co-worker-  Journal Entry, May 1, 2000

 

     I’m feeling led to write a letter on my work computer, to a co-worker, since he reads all my work the next morning.  God I hope and pray he listens!  I was told that even when you delete on a computer, you can’t really erase what has been entered.  If that is true, than I know my nemesis will find this entry…

 

      Dear Friend,

     I can see how deeply you are suffering, physically and emotionally.  For weeks now, I have spent a great deal of time on my knees in prayer for you.  Yes you!  I’m not sure you realize the power there.  I know you are not a religious man, but lots of people who have never invited Jesus into their hearts tend to underestimate the power of God.  I’m not sure why the Lord has laid such a burden on my heart about you, but He has.

      Do you know what travailing is?  I’ll bet you don’t!  And you are an educated guy too!  Travailing is when one person feels pain of any kind for another person’s hurts.  Webster’s dictionary says, "To labor hard, toil, torture, work of a laborious or painful nature."  The Synonym Finder says, "Toil, labor, drudgery, sweat of one’s brow, struggle, anguish, suffering, hardship, adversity!"  Deep, huh? 

     I guess what I’m trying to tell you is, all the anger and all the hate, and all the violence, and all the illness especially from stress and worry, can be released with one simple commitment.  This is how you do it!  You ask Jesus to forgive you for all your sins, and then ask Him to come into your heart!  Simple, isn’t it?  But, if you do it, your life will be forever changed!  I guarantee you that!

     I’m not talking about denominations.  It doesn’t seem to matter to Jesus where people worship Him.  I’m talking about a personal, one on one commitment, to the Lord Jesus Christ!

     I remember back 25 years ago when I invited Him into my life.  I was so stressed over so many things, but a calm came over me that was indescribable!  Also, an impenetrable love for people, not just family and friends, but all people, swept over my body and has never left me!

     I know you might not be ready to hear this, but God loves you as much as He loves me, and He is hounding my Spirit to tell you!  I also know you don’t want to be like me, but you really could use a little peace in your life.  You have a lot going for you, and you have so much to be thankful for; two beautiful babies, a gorgeous wife, a lovely home, and a great career!  Please consider what I am telling you to do!  It really isn’t my idea to tell you this!  It’s God’s idea!

 

                              Love in Christ,  Claire xoxo

 

     P.S.  I lost contact with this co-worker after I retired.  I heard he became quite ill and left the company a year after I did, which surprised me because he was so young.  I still wonder if I planted a seed!

 

     Eph. 2:8+9,  "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith, and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God-not by works, so that no one can boast."

 

     Eph. 1:11, "In him we were also chosen, having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will."

 

     Proverbs 18:24, "A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother."                              (NIV) 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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