Two years ago today I took a photo of my baby girl in a hospital bed not knowing if she would live. Today she thrives. Thank you, Lord.
You might think, she *just* has diabetes, because until you know, you just don’t know, and that’s ok. I didn’t know it was “that serious” either. I’m here to share Karoline’s story with you, on her Diabetes Diagnosis Anniversary. You can find it linked here. We are so thankful for insulin, the doctors and nurses who helped guide her body out of Diabetic Ketoacidosis and for the intuition that led me to ask for blood work. While I don’t want to pat myself on the back, I also can weep at the thought of what would have happened had I not asked for blood work on August 11, 2022.
Hear my request, if something doesn’t seem right, please ask for blood work. It’s a simple procedure that can give so many answers to what is happening within a body. If your doctor says no, find a new one.
If you’ve read this far, I would like to share a positive that diabetes has brought to my life as Karoline’s mom.
As a believer there are times I doubt, I doubt why in the world God would save me, save us? How does that even work because we are awful and we get a lot of things really wrong. And then, I was staring at my child, made in my image, suffering (a child who is not awful, she lives in a fallen world, one where a body can turn against itself). In that moment, and every moment since then I have prayed that I could take the sickness from her, that I could take on the burden for her.
If my meager human love for my child could prompt me to wish so badly that I could take that on for her, why then would God be any different? He is an almighty God who saw His children suffering, and because He is God and he loves us He did interfere, He came in human flesh and died on the Cross for us. He did for all of us what I pray I could do for Karoline. The love of a Father (or mother) for their child is strong, it holds more value and worth than I think we can even comprehend here on this Earth. I know now I can see this in our God saving us.
He took our place.
He saved us.
He gave us grace.
He is good.
I am not, nor will I ever claim to be a very knowledgeable follower of Christ. I’m doing the best I can with what I have in front of me. I am certain I get it wrong every day. I also know that in sharing this message has been on my heart for days that maybe one person needed to hear it. Maybe one person wants to meet me at church to learn more. In that case being vulnerable and open to ridicule because, “Who does she think she is? I’ve seen her yell at her kids. I’ve heard her gossip. I know she’s gotten a traffic ticket…” whatever it might be, I know I’m fallen, I know I need Jesus, and I also need you. I need those around me to hold me accountable and I will love you more for it.
In the darkest hour of my life I found reassurance in my faith. In my brightest of days I pray to be a child that was worth saving, who is thankful for the grace of a very good God.
You might think, she *just* has diabetes, because until you know, you just don’t know, and that’s ok. I didn’t know it was “that serious” either. I’m here to share Karoline’s story with you, on her Diabetes Diagnosis Anniversary. You can find it linked here. We are so thankful for insulin, the doctors and nurses who helped guide her body out of Diabetic Ketoacidosis and for the intuition that led me to ask for blood work. While I don’t want to pat myself on the back, I also can weep at the thought of what would have happened had I not asked for blood work on August 11, 2022.
Hear my request, if something doesn’t seem right, please ask for blood work. It’s a simple procedure that can give so many answers to what is happening within a body. If your doctor says no, find a new one.
If you’ve read this far, I would like to share a positive that diabetes has brought to my life as Karoline’s mom.
As a believer there are times I doubt, I doubt why in the world God would save me, save us? How does that even work because we are awful and we get a lot of things really wrong. And then, I was staring at my child, made in my image, suffering (a child who is not awful, she lives in a fallen world, one where a body can turn against itself). In that moment, and every moment since then I have prayed that I could take the sickness from her, that I could take on the burden for her.
If my meager human love for my child could prompt me to wish so badly that I could take that on for her, why then would God be any different? He is an almighty God who saw His children suffering, and because He is God and he loves us He did interfere, He came in human flesh and died on the Cross for us. He did for all of us what I pray I could do for Karoline. The love of a Father (or mother) for their child is strong, it holds more value and worth than I think we can even comprehend here on this Earth. I know now I can see this in our God saving us.
He took our place.
He saved us.
He gave us grace.
He is good.
I am not, nor will I ever claim to be a very knowledgeable follower of Christ. I’m doing the best I can with what I have in front of me. I am certain I get it wrong every day. I also know that in sharing this message has been on my heart for days that maybe one person needed to hear it. Maybe one person wants to meet me at church to learn more. In that case being vulnerable and open to ridicule because, “Who does she think she is? I’ve seen her yell at her kids. I’ve heard her gossip. I know she’s gotten a traffic ticket…” whatever it might be, I know I’m fallen, I know I need Jesus, and I also need you. I need those around me to hold me accountable and I will love you more for it.
In the darkest hour of my life I found reassurance in my faith. In my brightest of days I pray to be a child that was worth saving, who is thankful for the grace of a very good God.
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