Today is the tenth day of May in 2012, and I will start by going back in time to my childhood, flashing to present and going back often.
April 17th, 1988:
It was a Sunday, and from what I've been told it was a morning, perhaps around 11am. This is my birthday, a very complicating and beautiful day. It starts with pain, but not quite the pain you might be thinking about. The pain of a stillborn life. Yes I, Levi, was stillborn. Modern science would say, this may not be that big of a deal, I however, was born in my childhood house. Present are my father, mother, and the midwife. My father takes my still quiet body into his arms and begins to pray, to cry out. My mother tells of great faith being present in the room. Time passes.. 5 minutes.. nothing. 10 minutes.. still breathless. 20 minutes.. the silence is broken.. Life. Breathe.
For His glory, for His fame, and for His renown I live. After 24 years It isn't hard to choose, in fact it would be harder not to. I can't help but be amazed by the wonder of the Miracle Maker, but I'm even more amazed at how personal He is!
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