A week ago, I didn’t have “Bradley Conference” marked on my calendar.
A week ago, I was wondering what I was going to do with my free time.
A week ago, I downloaded an application and forgot to read the fine print. I was thinking of how I should come up with $400 and realized I needed 4 X $400.
A week ago, I set up a crowdfunding website with shaky hands and a tummy ache.
A week ago, I think I started a pretty exciting adventure.
I have tried to be honest through this whole process. I hope I haven’t suggested that being a childbirth educator is something I dreamed about doing when I was 5 years old. It wasn’t. I hope I haven’t suggested that I feel like God woke me up in the middle of the night and said “Lindsey, learn to teach The Bradley Method.” He didn’t. (It’s Ellie who wakes me up in the middle of the night.)
I hope I’ve communicated that The Bradley Method had a profound impact on my life, on the way I think about birth and pregnancy and hospitals and doctors. I hope I’ve communicated that I care deeply about future mommas and daddies and their babies. I hope I’ve made it clear that this isn’t just a job or a hobby to me–it’s an opportunity to love, care for, and serve people in one of the most important times in their lives. I hope I’ve made it clear that this isn’t just something I thought up one day.
The thing I think I love most about this adventure is that I didn’t sit around looking for an adventure or waiting for one. I was going along, living my life, trying to be faithful to the things I think Jesus cares about, and something just started to happen. I was talking with a dear friend smack in the middle of this fundraising adventure, and he kept commenting on how this just seems to make so much sense for me, for David, for our family. It just seems to fit. And that’s what I love. I love that this is like a great-big present that the Lord has said “Here, open this. I want you to be a blessing.”
You know what else I love about it? You. You people. You generous, encouraging, caring people. Who have loved me through some of the hardest parts of my life, who have prayed with me, cried with me, laughed with me, and read my blog. The last week has brought me into contact with many of you. Thank you. Thank you for being generous. for sharing your time. for sharing your stories. for sharing encouragement. for sharing your prayers. for sharing your money.
I am so grateful you were willing to participate in the crazy-exciting thing the Lord is doing in our lives. Each time I hopped on my computer and another one of you had taken the time to share a story with me, each time I saw that little green bar go a little farther, each time one of you sent me a piece of encouragement, I thanked God for you. I thanked God for his faithfulness. In addition to making it possible for me to embark on this adventure, you have been a part of the Lord’s work in my life as he heals my heart and teaches me what it actually means to obey. I am humbled by your obedience to whatever the Lord prompted each of you to do.
I feel like I can only end with yet another quote from Eliana’s story Bible.
“Well, Jesus did many miracles. Things people thought couldn’t happen, that weren’t natural.
But it was the most natural thing in all the world. It’s what God had been doing from the beginning, of course. Taking the nothing and making it everything. Taking the emptiness and filling it up. Taking the darkness and making it light.”
To the praise of his glory.