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She made her debut into this world just seven weeks ago, being quite the beauty right from her birth. Her mom is a dear friend and has been my prayer partner for over 3 years. Two of those years we have prayed that God would bless my friend and her husband with a baby. Needless to say we awaited her arrival with excitement and anticipation. Little Miss Regan Eva was all that we knew she would be and more. She has melted our hearts with her little coos and grunts.
She looks stunning in pink and has the biggest beautiful dark eyes that will melt your heart as soon as they lock onto yours as she gazes up at you. Her mom and dad realize that their precious little daughter is an amazing gift from God, one of His most incredible miracles!
Little Regan Eva was diagnosed with retinoblastoma this past Wednesday. It is apparent in both eyes from the tests that were done. Monday she has an MRI scheduled to make sure the cancer is nowhere else in her body and while she is anesthetized she will have a port line inserted into her tiny body for the administration of chemotherapy.
Stunned,I’m not sure is an appropriate word to describe her parents reaction as well as everyone else’s. I don’t know that there is a word that describes the emotions parents feel when receiving such news about the tiny miraculous gift of life they have been given by our Creator. It will be a journey of challenge and being strong for their little girl, taking them down a road no parent wants to have to travel. It will also be for these parents a journey of faith and complete trust in our Heavenly Father knowing that He will never leave them or forsake them on this journey.(Joshua 1:5)
Already this family has been so covered in prayer and we know without a doubt that God has a plan bigger than anything we can imagine for one little precious Regan Eva! We praise You for that Father!
So my friends, Regan and her parents will covet your prayers whenever you spend time conversing with God and you are thanked in advance.
Life is not waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain…in praise to our Heavenly Father for always bringing us through the storm!
Out of frustration, I broke my pencil in half and threw it across the table. My mom walked over and asked me what was wrong. I told her with tears welling up in my eyes that I couldn’t write pretty. She asked me why I was writing with that hand anyway. ” My teacher is making me do it”, I replied with a pouty voice. I was in the first grade.”But you’re left handed,” she said, “what do you mean your teacher is making you write with your right hand?”
I explained that my teacher was strapping my left hand to the back of my chair with a belt whenever we would do a writing lesson. It wasn’t just me but some other kids in the class who were writing with the same hand as me.I don’t remember her reaction to my response, I just remember that she called Dad and in a matter of minutes it seemed he walked in the house in his police uniform from working his beat that night. Our school principal was a friend of theirs and went to our church so they called her at home that evening. The next morning my parents and the parents of the other left handed kids were in the principal’s office with my teacher. The other parents were glad the teacher was trying to change their children’s writing hand because they did not want them to grow up left handed but my parents said that if God made me left handed they were not going to change it.
The teacher was fired and the school brought in a counselor to spend time with us left handed kids to assure us that there was nothing wrong with us for writing with our left hand. That’s what I remembered the most, the tender look on that counselor’s face when she said to us “don’t ever let anyone tell you that you are writing with the wrong hand, you are just writing with the opposite hand!” I have always remembered that and have been proud of being left handed. 
I was reading my devotion the other day and it lead me to Judges 3:15. “Again the Israelites cried out to the Lord, and He gave them a deliverer-Ehud, a left-handed man, the son of Gera the Benjamite.”
A left handed man! He delivered Israel from their enemies, this left handed man. How about that!!
It seems that I am in good company!
Thank You, Father, for yet another one of Your little “moments”.
