Just before our 4 and a half month old son Joshua went to the hospital for open heart surgery, God gave me a dream... "I was in a room in a hospital waiting to talk to the doctor; a nurse came in and examined my son on a hospital table. She listened to his heart and then left. A few minuets later, she came in with some operating utensils and a towel, in which she laid my son on. In the back ground I could hear a song faintly playing
...On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand...all other ground is sinking sand... Once again she laid my son on the examining table and the doctor came in, and I couldn't understand what he was saying. I just kept looking at his hands; they were the biggest hands I had ever seen. He kept smiling and talking even though I did not understand.
This operation lasted 7 and half hours, Joshua was one of the first to go in and have surgery. As we (my husband and I) watched on a monitor we could see all the names as the operations were completed and the children going into recovery. Joshua was the last on the list. I kept hearing in my heart that scripture... the last shall be first...
Matthew 20:16 So the last shall be first, and the first last: for many be called, but few chosen.
I know God chooses the things that we go through for a purpose and I know that Joshua is chosen for a special calling that only he can do. I know that His hands brought me through so many things in this life and I need to hold on to those hands everyday of my life, these are the hands that have set me free, these are the hands that have delivered me, these are the hands that healed me, and these are the hands that keep me. Thank You Jesus for your hands!