i am sitting in a hospital room watching my sweet 3 year old sleep.  she has had a vicious stomach bug that sent her into severe dehydration and the poor thing has spent the last two days in the pediatric unit hooked up to an IV.

just 7 days ago i was busy planning a 4, soon to be 5 year old's birthday party and watching both girls run wild in the backyard.

6 days ago, i began to hold each of their hair back as i watched their little bodies endure a sickness that no child should ever have to endure.  unfortunately, my lela, well her immune system just takes some extra nurturing.  with every hold back of the hair, i recall praying, "Lord please heal her."  Soon these requests turned into a frustrated mother, no longer asking, but demanding and asking why has it not happened by now.  i think we have all been in that moment a time or two.

i was almost relieved when we were sent to the hospital.  i think i felt like i could finally surrender everything i had been trying to do to make my daughter well, over to someone who actually knew what to do.  i could rest.  i could surrender.  i found relief in knowing someone else could pick up my burden of making my daughter well and i could just be a mommy.  i could just love her.

the last few days have been tough.  wade with a new job, had to go to work leaving me with 3 kids in one hospital room.  but i survived.  i don't know how, but i did.  i also felt the tears whelp up in my eyes when i saw that man of mine step off of the elevator as i was bouncing River outside in the hallway.  i once again felt relief from my burden.  knowing that not only was he an extra set of hands, but he was the mental support, the sturdy rock that i needed in the moment.

tomorrow, is my oldest daughter's 5th birthday.  i sat in my chair today and thought to myself, "how do i even begin to make this day special for her while we are all stuck in the hospital?"  even emma jane isn't quiet herself just yet from the sickness.  as i pondered this thought, i looked down at my phone with 9 missed text messages.  one message saying "i can bring cupcakes... another balloons... another a card... another a coffee... and so on."

once again... relief.  relief from my burden.

(i have the most amazing friends by the way)

so tonight...

why am i writing this blog when i should be sleeping.  because tonight was the last night that i was able to tell my 4 year old goodnight.  tomorrow she will be five.  because tonight i saw my 9 month old's eyes light up when she saw her mommy walk in the house for the first time in 2 days.  because tonight i am watching my 3 year old clutch onto her "get well" balloon as she sleeps.  and because tonight i am getting the room ready for a very special birthday girl.

because TOMORROW we will celebrate.

we will celebrate life.  because relief comes when living life under the eyes of the One who created us.   life is lived when we realize that we cannot do it all ourselves and that we must, we absolutely must hand it over to the One that can.

your heavenly father is the doctor waiting to take care of your sicknesses and diseases so that you can rest. your heavenly father is the one stepping off of the elevator ready to take your load off of your shoulders. and your heavenly father is the one ready to plan out the desires of your heart, even before you can speak them from your mouth.

life may get messy sometimes, but when we can hand it over to the Father who loves us, then we can always have a reason to celebrate.

life is good and worth living.

god loves you and he is ready for you to hand over your life to HIM.  do it.  you won't regret it.

We have a little crawler on our hands, a little girl who is now getting excited about kindergarten and loves to ask questions about Jesus and little chubby tot who loves to dance and lift her hands high praising Jesus as her daddy.  I have a husband who is successfully conquering the growing pains of a new company (his new job) and is constantly trying to live out the true compassion of Jesus Christ in his day to day actions.

With all that said... The Nagy Life has been busy, full of changes (good and not so good) and lots of living.

I was asking God what I should write about today.  It's not very often that I have two at preschool, one sleeping and a quiet house with worship music playing in the background.  ahhh...

I felt like the Lord wanted me to write about persistence.  If you know us well... then you know how upfront and personal Wade Nagy and I are about our life.  We are very real and don't really mind sharing details of our story.  God's story.

We have walked through some pretty trying times, but looking back on each circumstance we can see how His plan has prevailed through each thing.  We can also see that even though we could not make sense of the situation that He had His ultimate control over it and that really... we shouldn't have worried at all.  Because in the end, it will be okay.  So we are learning to rest in His sovereignty.  We are learning to realize that when things don't make sense to us, that ten times out of ten, He is working things to our advantage.

This state of rest doesn't come easy... it is usually a choice, a mindset or even sometimes a I am going to throw in the towel because I can't do anything about it anyways kind of attitude.  This form of rest brings peace amidst the storm, understanding that we cannot explain everything we go through and a release that takes the pressure off of us doing it all ourselves.  This rest also brings about persistence.  If we cannot rest amidst the storm that we are going through then we will tire out and lose sight of the prize.  If we grow tired and weary, then we cannot be persistent.  And if we cannot be persistent in what God has called us to do, then we will give up and convince ourselves that if it isn't happening for us right away, then it must not be God's plan.

I have been there before.

But God wants us to live life in expectation that He is ready to do the IMPOSSIBLE for your behalf.  That He is READY to make all things new and that He wants to see your heart's desires fulfilled.

Why?

Because He is a dreamer himself.  You cant tell me that the God of the universe who thought to make the caterpillar life cycle and the rivers that flow into the oceans is not a dreamer.

My God is the Creator.
The Ultimate Dreamer.
The Ultimate Fulfiller.

And it is He that breathed His Breath of Life into you so that you could dream His dream and fulfill His destiny that He has for each of you.

So be persistent.  Ask Him, Thank Him and Believe Him for what He wants to do inside of you, through you and for you.  And then rest in knowing that your persistence in His faithfulness will be rewarded.  That God will deliver.


This year, the Nagy Family is believing God to breakthrough in several areas of our life.  We believe that this year will be the year that God plants us firmly into a house.  A house that Wade Nagy has built based on the fact that this dream is impossible for us, but POSSIBLE for God.  A house that we have been dreaming of since we were two young kids dating.

We also believe this to be the year that God opens up and sheds light into the ministry that He has called us to.  We both know that ministry is not in where we are, but what we do.  However, the passion for more is something that is constantly a prayer of ours.  We believe that God is going to continue to expand Wade's passion for teaching and sharing the love of Jesus to the broken and my desire to tangibly give out the love of Christ is going to unite and that God will open up more doors to do this in our city, our nation, and our world.

And finally...

We declare this year to be the end of autoimmunity diseases.  That God will heal my body completely, restore the energy that He has destined me to have and rid my body of any sickness and disease that He did NOT intend for my life.  I believe that He has continued to call me into the knowledge and empowerment of how to take care of my body through exercise and diet and now... He is going to do the rest.  He is going to take away the sickness that I cannot do for myself.  I believe this for me and my church body.  I say no more to sickness in Jesus Name.