This treasure in a jar of clay…

This sweet little treasure in a jar of clay…

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Ava who is our treasure… created by God perfectly, just the way He wanted her.

Before we had Ava, our Pastor Norm preached a sermon on 2 Corinthians chapter 4, verse 7…

But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us…

And Norm explained that we are those jars..  we are frail and easily chipped and cracked just like the terra cotta flower pot that he dropped on stage to surprise us all – and we are even easily shattered.   I know that I can certainly relate, but it doesn’t matter that we are frail, because God can use us and work through us.  And then He gets the glory, AMEN.

And for His own purposes, He chose Jason and I to be parents of another little jar of clay…  our sweet Birdy, who already has more chips and cracks than most others.

And a month or so ago it hit me, that I’m a mother of a child who has a single ventricle heart and who someday may need a heart transplant and it made me sad… she’s not going to just ‘get better’ like my other kids and I started feeling guilty for even having her and putting her through all that she went through… and it was a very low time for me, a bit of a valley.  And as I was coming to terms with this, a kind friend sent me an email in response to hear that I was feeling down.  She wrote this..

My heart aches for you, but also rejoices in your faith and that I know God knitted Ava together in your womb — He did not make a mistake —  He made Ava as he planned. He also chose you to be her mom — He chose you with purpose. He will not abandon her or you.

And it still makes me cry.  Ava is just as she is supposed to be.  And even though she’ll always be my little chipped jar of clay,  she still has an eternal soul and I pray that I’ll be able to share with her this truth that Christa found for her… (from Pinterest of course)…

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And I think I can speak for Jason as well when I say that we wouldn’t trade Ava for anything, or even trade this experience of having her and going through her surgery and recovery.  It’s been quite the journey so far and tomorrow we start another as we come home and learn to care for her at home, but once again we have faith in our almighty God.   And I think that we can sum up this whole hospital experience in these words from later in the chapter of 2 Corinthians…

So we do not lose heart.  Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.  For this light and momentary affliction is preparing us for an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison.

So we can say, to God be the glory, and thanks for giving us Ava, just as she is!