I recorded this video, pink rose tucked jauntily behind my ear, a few days before my due date. I was blissfully unaware of the fact that my life was about to be turned upside down. When I watch it, it feels like a glimpse into a past life, a past ‘time’, and yet the God to whom I sing is the same, just as worthy of being rejoiced in. Trust in Him at ALL times All you broken people Pour your hearts out before Him He is our refuge Physical pain has been my constant companion these past few weeks. Apart from the rubbery ligaments in my pelvis (ironically, I’ve been told all my life that I had ‘childbearing hips!’), my beautiful son Isaac has jaws which meet at an angle, making feeding him a bit like being attacked with a pair of lopsided tweezers. All the doctors in Cambridgeshire seem fascinated by the medical mystery that Isaac’s jaw and my leaden legs present - as someone commented, our life is a little bit like an episode of House - but there are no quick-fixes, and so I set my face like flint and press on. I am confident in God alone, for He is mighty, and I pour out my heart before Him, for He loves me. Hallelujah!