I bet we’ve all seen a movie that hit our heart, soul, and mind more than most. I bet quite a few of you have seen a movie that, to some extent, applied to your life. The movie Unplanned sure did to me. Continue reading “Unplanned to be Hit With ‘Unplanned’”
‘Push’ – The last word from my last post. (1*)
Yes, it may only have four letters, but is can sure sound like it has six, eight, twelve, fifteen, or even more. When would that be? When someone is helping a women who’s close to delivering a baby by saying “PUUUUUUUUUUSH ! “ Continue reading “Ready or Not . . . Now a Mom”
Pick a word you’re pretty sure you know what it means but you really don’t. That is, you don’t until you experience it. Continue reading “Ready or Not . . . PUSH !”
How was your break from any routine life this last month or so? Have you gotten life all back to normal? A few months back, I took a break from sharing bits and pieces of my book called God and Your Pillow. Continue reading “Ready or Not, Her New Life Soon Begins”
A song really stands out when you remember exactly where you were when you heard it for the first time. Has that ever happened to you? This song I sure do, but I won’t tell you where as much as why.
Being in a Christian book store a few years back to grab a new CD on my ‘Must Get’ list, I saw an older CD from the same group.
Oh, why not. I’m sure I’ll love their older songs, too.
Out of curiosity, I popped that one in as soon as I got in the car (Okay, you now know where I heard it.)
I like this song. This other one’s COOL, too! And this one. Glad I got this CD.
Then the one you are about to hear came on. It sure hit me. As you listen, and if you know the story behind my book, you’ll know why. (#1)
This song described my entire story almost to the ‘T’. Aside from two small details, it’s as if I wrote it. My eyes still get tears occasionally while I listen to this song. During my teen years, my relationship with my father was much like this song shares. Plus, the age was exact during my pregnancy, along with my stay in the hospital to deliver. I melted even more when it shared she had a daughter, being I too had a daughter. Another reason it’s perfect for me is that it centers around a birthday. My daughter was born a few weeks before my birthday. My best gift.
Yep, this song causes me to picture my soap opera all over again. It’s as if I’m that one singing. But the most important part about this song is how it perfectly describes how my heavenly Father carried me through my ordeal as well. And man, did He hold me tight.
Can you think of a song that describes something you’ve been through? There’s got to be at least something close. I’d love to hear what song you hold in your heart, making you feel you should be the one singing it.
What was a typical day like for your average nineteen-year-old thirty years ago? When you woke up, you were glad there was nothing electronic close at hand to open up the world to you. You, alone, away from it all . . . perfect. Once awake, you’d turn on your favorite radio station or you’d rewind your cassette to hear your favorite Billy Joel, Whitney Houston, or Lionel Richie song again.
You were thrilled your parents got that extra-long phone cord so you could finally leave the kitchen and walk into the bathroom to talk to your friends.
“Well, then call me as soon as you get back home. I have to tell you something,” or “If no one answers, I’ll call later. Just make sure you are by a phone when home,” were statements often said.
“I’ll text you later” was nowhere to be found.
It was hard to decide which one of those six stations to watch on that big, boxy TV.
You loved grabbing the daily delivered newspaper your parents had on the kitchen counter to check movie times.
Later on, it was time to put eighty-nine-cents-per-gallon gas in your stick shift before picking up a few friends, grabbing ninety-nine-cent double cheeseburgers at McD’s before watching the movie called Star Trek lV, or The Voyage Home, that cost a whopping $2.75 to see. That’s what life was like for me when I was nineteen.
Until, that is, I found out I was pregnant. (1*) Life was so different back then, and I felt so alone. I’m certain many women feel like that even today, but because of the way we now have such easy access to helpful information, I think it’s safe to say that not quite so many feel as alone as I did.
There was no cell phone back in 1986 so, when sitting in my car, away from the world, I couldn’t secretly look up information on where to get a pregnancy test. No laptops, I-pads, or cell phones to tweet #unplannedpregnancies. No opening up your laptop to type in NoWayCanIBePregnant.com, either. No putting in ‘first trimester’ to get a long list of websites covering the subject.
I would have loved to have found a Facebook group for Christians going through an unplanned pregnancy, or Twitter to find encouraging verses and quotes. But no. I felt like I was in my own little world, not able to connect with any Christians who had been, or were, going through what I was experiencing. I now know that if I did not have my church family during that time, I would have gone bonkers. But still, there was no one to Skype with who could look at me, face-to-face, and say, “Believe me, I know what it’s like and how you’re feeling.”