Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Promises for our precious son...

Psalm 139:13,14 are the verses that God gave us for Jude
while he was still just a wee babe in my womb.

As we've been praying for Jude in preparation for his surgery tomorrow,
God has really impressed upon us the deepness of His love for our son.

As deep and strong and powerful as our love for Jude is,
His love is deeper,
and more powerful.

We will be holding onto the promise of Romans 8:35-39.
Please join us tomorrow in covering our sweet, little 'Ju-Jube'
with the promise of God's unfailing love.

I shared these verses with my parents last night and my dad
told me that Romans 8 was my Opa Meinen's favorite passage
in the Bible. He had the whole chapter memorized, in Dutch.
I think while I'm in the hospital I'll memorize it, in English :)

Peter's grandmother shared with me about a loss her own
mother went through, and how she held onto God's love through that time.
How God blessed them, even in a difficult season.
Nothing can separate us from God's love.

Jude's uncle preached about the power of love this
past Sunday. You can listen to it here.
He began his message by asking the congregation to
turn to each other and say, "Daddy loves you."

Well, Daddy loves you my dear son.
And he's carrying you close to His heart.

Thank you for filling the heavens with your prayers.
We are so blessed.

So, what do you think?
With God on our side like this, how can we lose?
If God didn't hesitate to put everything on the line for us,
embracing our condition and exposing himself to
the worst
by sending his own Son, is there anything
else he wouldn't gladly and freely do for us?

And who would dare tangle with God
by messing with one of God's chosen?

I'm absolutely convinced that nothing...
can get between us and God's love!
~Romans 8:34-39 (The Message)~


  1. Angela,

    My thoughts are with you now, and will be tomorrow as Jude has his surgery. As the mother to two boys who both had major surgery in their first six months of life, I know what a stressful and anxious time for you this is. I pray that the surgery will be able to be performed laproscopicly, and that Jude will have a speedy recovery. I also pray that you will be able to stay with him (I know how frustrating it is to not be able to stay in the same room after surgery).

    God will keep watch over you.


  2. Jesus loves Jude this we know
    For the Bible tells us so.
    Little ones to Him belong
    They are weak but HE is strong!

    Feel the covering of prayer, Ang and Pete. Please know that you are all loved and are being held dear in our hearts and in our prayers. Yes! Jesus loves him... xxx

  3. I've been praying and i'll keep praying. That's something I can do!

  4. Praying and knowing that God holds all of you in his hand.

    Romans 8 is an awesome chapter, my favorite, which I found out that I shared with Opa just before I was baptized. This brought even more special meaning to these verses knowing that opa also clung to the promises. Nothing can or will seperate us from God's love. His love endures forever!

    With love and prayers,
    The Ferrier 7

  5. We hope and pray all went well today! Love your strength and reliance on God. Continue to do so, and we will continue to pray!

  6. Angela and Peter,

    This is a poem for you written by Chris.

    God’s little Praise

    God promises to bring brilliant sunshine after the dark rains
    Then pastel rainbows of belief to follow, showing that His love is so true
    Our devotion and unerring love for Him we must forever sustain
    For God created heaven and earth, and our little baby Jude

    Rivers of crystal blue water, relentlessly tumble to the seas
    Breathless still sunrises, their morning mists gently kiss the early skies
    Tapestries of wild flowers, in fields where they drop their precious seeds
    Evening’s dark unknown secrets, hiding from our minds and eyes

    God gave us Spring, abundant with promises and new born life
    Then He brought Summer, to warm the coldest of mankind’s hearts
    Ensued by Fall, to return life to the soil and His heavenly house
    Then finally Winter, its virginal blankets of white and born again starts

    When each evening comes with its carousal hues of red
    And the nights ghostly moon shadows succeed the long day’s sun,
    We again lay our precious treasures to dream safe in their beds
    God protected a perfect rain drop in a storm, and our little one.


    Christopher D. Johnson
    December 2009