Some may trust in Presidents (or politics), some may trust in vaccines, but we will trust in the name of the LORD.

My husband and I have seven kids — 7. Yup, we’re crazy.

I won’t bore you with too much detail, but baby #1 came via c-section, and babies #2-#6 came more naturally. But when you’ve had a c-section to kick things off, natural childbirth brings risks & strategies. I had an amazing doctor who knew me and understood me… we had a system that worked, people. 

Fast forward to expecting baby #7. My favorite, number one, ONLY doctor who knew me and knew how my body delivered babies was no longer in the business. Me: SOBBING. For real. What was I going to do? Could a baby of mine come into the world without Dr. Zaidan?

The answer is yes.

I felt early in that pregnancy the Lord saying quite clearly, “you do not put your trust in a doctor; you.trust.me.” 

And even when I didn’t feel it, I would remind myself of those words: “You, Amy, trust me, Jesus.” Okay…. 

Fast forward again… Not one of babies #1-6 came out by themselves — they ALL had to be evicted. I think I came to believe that if my babies weren’t forced out by Dr. Zaidan, I would just be pregnant forever. It would be fine…

My due date for sweet Titus was September 17th. I didn’t mention that there was just one date off the calendar for me for possible delivery dates — it was September 12th, a Tuesday. Tuesdays were my MOPS (Mother’s of Preschooler) days. I loved this group, and September 12th was our first meeting of the year. I did NOT want to miss this gathering.

Don’t you know that in the wee hours of the morning on 9/12, my water broke. It turns out that my body would actually eject a baby when my time came!! Amazing! And I missed my meeting! None of the normal protocols were in place! No epidural, no pitocin, no Dr. Zaidan. Healthy baby. Healthy mama. <3

And the Lord reminded me that He is trustworthy BEYOND what I can even imagine.

As I’ve reviewed 2020 and taken in even the events of today, I see how easy it can be to get caught up in the latest news, the latest crisis, the latest solution, the latest news… and I think sometimes we don’t even realize how much of our hope we’ve actually pinned on something — or someone — other than God.

That was true for me with my doctor. I didn’t mean to elevate him to an object of which I put my trust… but when I faced the reality of his absence, I realized how much hope I had in him, and in our methods. 

God is bigger than ALL of the crazy 2020 has held. He’s bigger than COVID-19; He’s bigger than our racial conflicts and injustices, He’s bigger than the U.S. Election; He’s bigger than Trump, He’s bigger than Biden; He’s bigger than a vaccine. He never shelters in place. He doesn’t shy away from sick people, from crisis, from storms, from conflict, from little people or big people. 

I am not advocating sticking our heads in the sand (tempting, but not the right move). We’re called to engage — but not in political debate or arguments that divide. We’re called to engage others with the LOVE of Jesus. 

That probably looks like listening WAY more than talking. 

It looks like loving my neighbor next door….. and, may I suggest, even my Facebook neighbor (we’ve learned a few things about our Facebook friends, have we not?)…  

It looks like listening more to God than the news…or talk radio…or podcasts. 

It looks like loving God and loving others, in action, not just words. (But your words ARE powerful, people, so let’s check them before they leave our brains…SPEAK LIFE)

It’s crazy out there, y’all. Head-spinning cray-cray. Be thoughtful. God gave us minds — for heaven’s sake, use them! Seek TRUTH. Start with the Bible. Measure every bit of news you take in against the Truth of His Word. Use your mind. Listen to the Holy Spirit. 

Love God. Love others.