Tuesday, October 2, 2012

31 Days of Story {Day 2} The Promised One

So, I guess when you are going to tell a story, it helps to know the beginning.
Where it all got started.
In this case, where I got started.
Um, no, I am not going to talk about physical conception.
THAT is SO not my story to tell.
I'm talking about spiritual conception.
How I became the promised one.

Backing up a bit...

Mom and Dad met, started dating, got married, and moved to Haiti as missionaries

Oh yeah, and Dad recommitted his life to the Lord at the beginning of that year!
Crazy, right?

By the way, did I mention that they were nineteen and twenty?
Sheer insanity.
Especially in 1972.
Both being from families who NEVER moved farther than thirty miles away.

Two years later, Tom and Bev Brumbley gave birth to a blue-eyed, long-legged, little girl.
Ten months later, she was killed in a plane crash.
My parents, also on that plane, were badly injured, but miraculously survived.

Mom said that is when she learned to hold on to Jesus for all she was worth.

One year later, they lost another baby, four months into the pregnancy.

Empty and brokenhearted, Mom prayed, "Lord, if it is NOT your will for us to have children, I will accept that, but, please ..... I cannot lose another child."

Miles and miles away, the Father was working on the heart of another woman, sending her a noteworthy message, answering the cries of my mother's heart. In a time where telephone calls literally cost you an arm and a leg, letters and postage stamps carried hope across an ocean.

"By the time, you are 30, you WILL have a child 
and that child will LIVE."

In 1978, local newspapers who had followed the story of the young, small-town expats involved in the major plane crash three and a half years previously, heralded the birth of "big and bald" Lindsey Erin Brumbley, dubbed "the promised one."

Mom was twenty-six.

Day 1 :: A Better Story


StefanieYoungBrown said... Best Blogger Tips

Where do I even begin??? What an incredible story, amazing start to a life He designed, He promised! The faith of your mother and her transparent heart spoke into mine. I was told I would never have children shortly after I married. I wanted to be mom in the worst way. The Lord had planted the desire within me and I couldn't reconcile why He would unless He would answer. He wouldn't allow me to be tortured by a desire never to be met. Thankfully, in His timing and in His way, He delivered and so did I. A beautiful boy (now 9) who I considered a promised one.

You are a treasure, a promise I'm thrilled to know and have grown to love over the wireless way. Cannot wait to share our stories over coffee or dinner or breakfast ~ wherever ~ at Allume.

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

That is SO awesome, Stefanie! I LOVE how the Lord surprised and delighted you with HIS miracle!!

Sometimes I feel like I must come off so self-focused tell these stories about my life when so many of my friends are telling stories about their children or families, but I realize...this is what I know and I MUST write what I know....the story is still being written and every part is important, even if I feel a little narcissistic in the telling!

Oh...the wireless way....I like that! Might have to use that one sometime!!

Annie | annieathome.com said... Best Blogger Tips

I have heard you tell this the heartbreaking story, but reading it, the grief and promise and hope... it means so much, Lindsey. Thank you.

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