Within the past ten days …
Braedon discovered a nest where two babies lived, waiting for their parents to feed them~Braedon, Jackson and I visited often to hear their squeaky chirps and spy their necks straining upward, as if they knew there was more in the world besides dinner:
While Jason and I sat out back in our adirondack chairs one evening, the tiniest baby bunny hopped right toward us!
His eyes still squinty, looking fresh upon his new life. His ears could have passed for a costume … so small he looked similar to a mouse or their larger cousins :(. No way he was a rat. He definitely hopped, purposefully.
My mama heart wanted to scoop him, nuzzle him, and give him a name.
Jason’s wisdom: don’t touch the bunny, we wouldn’t want its mom to abandon it.
The bunny sat under my chair, seemingly unafraid of the two nearby giant humans. After a bit of witnessing my husband in all his maleness take interest in this most adorable little creature, I asked to switch seats 🙂
Then one afternoon, Jason was out back by himself. From the window in Braedon’s room, I observed my husband craning his neck to look under our picnic table. Immediately, I scanned the area for that baby bunny. Nothing. Fast forward about 5 minutes, Jason beckons me outside with “bring your camera.”
Are you kidding me? A praying mantis! Jason watched this creature walk its awkward self from under the picnic table around to the top, where only God could have stilled its langly legs until I got out there. Clearly, Jason was fascinated. He said he hadn’t seen one since he was a kid.
A praying mantis. a PRAYING mantis.
Brimming beneath the surface of all our usual Dibble things and God’s new goings on …
I received word I could have been exposed to Covid 19.
This “word” hung like a wet towel in front of my face, in front of life as I had known it.
As I allowed my mind to wonder, to take the long road to gain a grasp, all I kept thinking was how many people did I see? and I don’t want my family to get it and Lord, I know to abide in You means I will suffer as You did …
Or don’t you know that all of us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into His death? We were therefore buried with Him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life (Romans 6:3-4).
God brought many warriors around me to pray … oh and the mantis.
Many praying also trusted the test would be negative.
I trust my God. I trust my God. I trust my God.
his faithfulness is my shield and rampart
For the first 3-4 days, I prayed:
Lord would you please deliver the results before 10 days?
On the fifth day, I talked with Him. Jesus, my friend, my Savior, my rescue:
Lord, I know You can deliver the results sooner. Can You, I mean, will You deliver the results before end of day tomorrow?
A few hours later, I checked the portal to see the NEGATIVE results.
Hallelujah for the Cross! That we are under the banner of a Victorious God who is creative and always working, speaking to us in ways we miss about what is and what is to come.
For when You did awesome things that we did not expect, You came down, and the mountains trembled before You. Since ancient times no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides You, who act on behalf of those who wait for Him (Isaiah 64:3-4).
My heart knows the baby birds, the baby bunny, and the rather large female praying mantis were no accident or coincidence. However, I would be gravely mistaken if I thought all this communication from heaven was for me alone.
Braedon identified the birds and bunny as “a blessing”. When I shared my test results, the first words out of this young man’s mouth was, “Praise the Lord.”.
Our Jackson wrestled not with flesh and blood this past week but with lies tied to fear and self-pity. He is almost fourteen. He misses school, friends, life as he knew it … before Covid and before Crohn’s. It took a piece and a half of cake (for each of us) to get this young man talking.
God can work through cake with blue icing, too.
I was able to pray with my son and then only a short time after our talk … squeeze him and kiss him when I received the test results. Jackson’s mood, outlook, and activity all improved overnight after our talk and His new work.
And my husband. I cannot speak for him.
I trust God to clarify to each of us in the Dibble fam what new thing He has given or is still giving through His creation.
I pray now we, you and me, open our eyes to Him, expectantly stretching upward like the baby birds … fixing our eyes on Jesus just as Jason and I fixed our eyes on that baby bunny … opening our hearts to Him as Jackson did while we ate cake … allowing our true feelings to be seen by Him … and be bold in our prayers … just as our long-legged lady praying mantis made her presence known so shall we make our presence known at His miracle-working throne of grace.
New life is not just for babies. It is for all who loves Jesus passionately and have laid their lives down to follow Him. The cost in following Jesus can hinder people’s relationship with Him, may cause them to stall and get stuck in the old. Old habits. Old ways of thinking. Old soul pain.
The new ~however God defines that for you~ is a precious gift requiring our surrender to receive it in full.
And who wants to miss out on a complete gift from Jesus Himself?
Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift! (2 Corinthians 9:15).
Thank you so much for joining me here.
If your life has been affected by Covid (directly or indirectly) and you need prayer, please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
If you are willing, please share how God is speaking to you, what new thing He is doing in your life.
I didn’t know until I finished this post that there would be another. God knew it. I didn’t, so it is new to me from Him 🙂
Have a blessed rest of this given day.
Love in Christ,