“Those who leave everything in God’s hand will eventually see God’s hand in everything.”

Music is a very important part of my life.  Especially the music at mass.  I find it to be a form of prayer.  A way for me to speak to God and for God to speak to me.  It reaches a place down deep in my soul and triggers many different emotions in my heart. Some songs bring joy and rejoicing.  Some songs evoke sadness and pain.  Some songs deliver clarity.  During life teen mass Sunday, we sang one of my favorite songs, “It Is Well (Bethel Music & Kristene DiMarco).”  As we were singing, I was overcome with emotion.  My thoughts went to this blog post, which I had written before mass, and as we sang, I could clearly see the verses to this song weaving in and out of my post, aligning perfectly with each paragraph.  Each line of the song correlating to the events leading up to the birth of my son.  I could see God’s hand guiding me through each moment.  When I returned home from mass, I decided to add the words to the song to my post, so that you could see how beautifully and mysteriously the lyrics intertwine with my past.  To see how God works in our lives.  His plan, my faith, my life.  A beautiful moment of clarity.

Grander earth has quaked before,

Let’s rewind ten years.  January 2008.  I had been married to the love of my life, Cody, for eight years.  We were living happily in a suburb of Houston, Texas.  I was a stay-at-home mom to two little girls, Katelyn, age six and Caroline, age three.  Then surprise!  Another blessing on the way.  A little boy, due in October.  We were overjoyed!

moved by the sound of His voice

In early September, Katelyn turned seven.  We began to notice a few changes in her behavior that we were monitoring and cautiously watching.  Our parental instinct warned us that something might be going on with her.

Seas that are shaken and stirred

In late September, Hurricane Ike hit Houston.  Thankfully, baby boy decided to stay put in my belly until the storm was over, power was restored and the city was back up and running.

can be calmed and broken for my regard

Sunday afternoon, October 5th.  I noticed I had not felt the baby move all day.  I had my 39 week appointment the next morning.  Should I just wait and tell my doctor then? Overcome with a sense of uneasiness, I decided to call my doctor.  He suggested I go ahead and come in to the hospital to be checked.

Through it all,

So we called our dear friend to come and sit with the girls and Cody and I headed up to the hospital.  “Be right back,” I told the girls, and off we went.

through it all

We arrived at the hospital and the doctor immediately hooked my up to the monitors.  I was feeling anxious.  My mother’s intuition told me something was wrong.  Sure enough. the monitors showed the baby was in distress.  They prepped me for an emergency C-Section.

my eyes are on You

My mind began racing. I began praying.  Please, Lord.  Save my baby.  Jesus, I trust in You.

Through it all, through it all

Minutes later, baby boy arrived!

it is well

Wait, why isn’t he crying? Where are you taking him? Why can’t I hold him? Why are you all rushing around? Why won’t anyone tell me what is going on?  My tear-filled eyes turn to Cody.  His eyes tell the same story.

Through it all,

It seemed like an eternity even though it had only been a few hours.  I was out of recovery and in a room.  I still had not seen my baby.

through it all,

In walked a neonatologist.  Why was she here?  She sat on the bed next to me.  She put her hand on. mine.

my eyes are on You

“Mrs. Martin, did you do any of the prenatal testing?”

it is well with me

“No.  Why?”

Far be it from me to not believe

“Well, we believe your baby has Trisomy 21.”

even when my eyes can’t see

“What is Trisomy 21?”

And this mountain that’s in front of me

“A chromosomal disorder, often called Down syndrome, due to an extra chromosome number 21. Instead of having the normal two copies of the chromosome number 21, your baby has three copies of the chromosome number 21.”

will be thrown into the midst of the sea

I try to process the information.  Honestly, I do not really even care about what she just said.  All I can think about is that I have not seen my baby.  I just want my baby.

Through it all,

“OK, so where is he?  I want to see him.”

through it all,

“He is in respiratory distress.  We are transferring him to Texas Children’s Hospital.  The crew is on their way now.”

my eyes are on You

But WAIT!  I haven’t even seen him!

Through it all,

She leaves the room and Cody and I just stare at each other.  Neither of us can find the words.  We simply hold each other.

through it all

The Kangaroo Crew wheeled him in to my room before transferring him to Texas Children’s Hospital. I was able to reach my hand through a small opening…

it is well

Well hello littlest love.  I am Yours.  And You are mine.

So let go my soul and trust in HIM, the waves and wind still know His name

It is well with my soul, it is well with my soul.  It is well with my soul, it is well, it is well, with my soul.