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Giving Birth to Hope: A 31-Day Devotional
Giving Birth to Hope: A 31-Day Devotional
Giving Birth to Hope: A 31-Day Devotional
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Giving Birth to Hope: A 31-Day Devotional

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Somewhere between her early life as a chubby little church girl in the segregated south and her long but unlikely career as a Christian Obstetrician/Gynecologist, Dr. Yvonne Moore took a convoluted path away from and then back to God. Not only did He welcome her back with open arms, but He is now using her to inspire hope in others.

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Release dateMay 14, 2024
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Giving Birth to Hope: A 31-Day Devotional
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Yvonne Moore

Yvonne Moore has spent a lifetime in the healing community. A nurse, family therapist and nurse educator, while Ms. Moore’s passion is teaching, contributing to the relational connections and the wellbeing of children is her touch stone. The birth of her first child grandchild, Sasha, inspired Yvonne to explore the medium of storytelling. To develop her writing craft, Yvonne has attained a diploma from the Institute of Children’s Literature. A student of life and learning, she is currently on hiatus from her PhD studies. When she’s not writing or teaching, she’s usually found with her own, especially her grandchildren, Sasha, Jasper, and Shiloh.

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    Giving Birth to Hope - Yvonne Moore

    Day One

    My Little Sanctified Self

    Some of my earliest memories are about wowing adults at the age of four by reciting the books of the Bible in order. It was my grandmother’s claim to fame! Whenever we had company, my grandmother would have me recite them. I quickly learned that the way to get grownups to like you was to be smart. My grandmother, who eventually raised me, had very little to do with teaching me about the Bible. Both my mother and grandmother worked full-time, so during the week, I stayed in the home of our cousin, Sister Addie Boswell.

    This cousin ran an in-home preschool. She was also a devout member of the Church of God in Christ (COGIC). We went to church every time the doors were open. During the week she taught us all about God and the Bible and how to find Bible verses without using the table of contents. I am not sure how we learned to recite the books of the Bible because we could not yet read but learn them we did!

    Attending church services with Sister Boswell made quite an impression on me. In the Church of God in Christ praising the Lord was very demonstrative, loud, and just plain fun. No one fell asleep during those services! My favorite aspect of worship was what I called the Holy Dance. When I would go home on the weekends, I would demonstrate to my family how to do it, and they laughed and made fun of my little sanctified self. As I grew older, I witnessed multiple adult family members who were saints on Sunday but broke all of the Ten Commandments the rest of the week! Looking back on it now, I realize that I lived in two different worlds, one spiritual and one secular. Is it any wonder that I grew up confused about the things of God?

    Children are very impressionable, and they learn about life and truth from watching the adults around them. Ask yourself if the life you are living matches up with what you say you believe. If you want to not only be blessed but be a blessing to those around you, do everything in your power to live an upright and godly life.

    But let him ask in faith, with no doubting, for the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea that is driven and tossed by the wind. For that person must not suppose that he will receive anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all his ways. James 1:6-8 ESV

    Prayer

    Heavenly Father, please make us mindful of the influence we have on the children in our lives. Help us to live lives that honor You and that are consistent with what we teach our children. 

    Day Two

    Waiting for My Daddy

    I know that I was not the only little girl who adored her daddy. I am also sure that I was not the only little girl to be hurt by that same daddy. My parents split when I was only two years old, so I have no memory of actually living with him. But I do remember always being excited to see him! 

    I can vividly remember so many times sitting on the top step of my grandmother’s porch with my little clothes in a brown paper grocery bag waiting for my daddy to pick me up for the weekend. More often than not, he would fail to show up. You see, my father was a weekend drunk who would make promises during the week that alcohol kept him from keeping on the weekends. 

    I can recall a stretch of time when I did not see him for nearly two years even though we lived in the same city. I came to the conclusion that the reason he never had a phone was because he did not want me to have a way to get in touch with him.

    Thanks to my grandmother, who raised me, and a mother who visited us twice a year, as well as the summers I spent in Maryland with my mom and my stepfather, I had a pretty stable upbringing. However, I never stopped wanting to have a relationship with my daddy.

    Once I became an adult, I made it my mission to have him in my life. He still lived in the same broken-down duplex he had always lived in, still did not have a phone and he was still drinking heavily. I had a phone installed and helped him pay his bills. He was content to continue to live the way he did, so I had to respect that. At least now I could check on him from time to time.

    I was raised to believe the Ten Commandments dictate that we honor our parents regardless of whether they were good parents or not. My mother and her family made sure I knew that my dad never contributed to the expenses of my upbringing. He was the original deadbeat dad! In spite of that, I still held on to the fantasy of being daddy’s little girl.

    Fast forward 20 years when my daddy fell into ill health. By then I had married and was going through a divorce and had two kids of my own. The last thing I wanted to do was to take care of someone who had little or no contact with me when I needed him. For the first time I can remember, I got down on my face and cried out to God to take the bitterness from my heart and help me see my daddy the way I did before all the disappointments. It was miraculous how God answered that prayer.

    The very next day when I went to see my dad in the hospital, my heart overflowed with a childlike love, and all I wanted to do was to care for him and let him know how much I loved him. For the rest of his life, that is exactly what I did, taking him to all of his doctor’s appointments, making sure he ate, and even moving him in with my kids and me for a short time when it was no longer safe for him to be alone. 

    If there is someone in your life you simply cannot forgive, take it to God. By the power of His Holy Spirit, He will gently wipe away the bitterness and replace it with the grace and mercy He shows to us all. If He did it for me, He can do it for you too! 

    Instead, be kind to each other, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, just as God through Christ has forgiven you. Ephesians 4:32 NLT

    Prayer 

    Dear Lord, thank You

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