The past several days have been spent sorting through thousands of digital photos from 2012. I am officially two years behind on my yearly photo book “anniversary gift” for Dave and I really want to get these projects tackled before Charlotte’s arrival.
Although it was hard to pick and choose which photos made the cut {and I had to cut since I literally maxed out the number of pages allowed in an album}, I have absolutely loved looking back on all of these photos. The big milestones and the mundane moments of our everyday lives.
So much has happened in our little family in just two short years. The boys have grown and changed way more than I had realized…
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| April 2012. They were supposed to be filling a bowl with water for the dogs. A-hem. Maybe they haven’t changed all that much, after all. |
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| April 2012. The fishermen of today were not so impressed with “fishy’s” back then. |
2012 was the year we officially announced our desire to adopt. We had no idea what we were getting into at the time. We were still bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as we stepped out in faith on this path.
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| March 2012. These two were BABIES! What were we thinking??? God clearly did a number on our hearts. We were just starting to come up for air after making it through the first year alive with twins. Honestly, their first birthday party was a “we all survived!” celebration. {I’m only half-joking. That first year with twins is H.A.R.D.}. |
Here we are, two years later, bruised, battle-scarred and weary. Despite our circumstances and our ache to have our daughter in our arms forever, we are grateful for the path. Our faith has been tried and tested and our Father can get every ounce of credit for any strength we have today. He has carried us and continues to hold us close.
We don’t know what the next two years will look like but we can fully trust that He does. For that, I am grateful. That is freeing. I can release it all onto Him.
Nothing that has happened in our lives has come as a surprise to Him and nothing that is to come will catch Him off guard. I may be tossed about in the waves of life, I may lose my footing and take my eyes off of my Abba Father, I may falter and doubt, I may lose hope, I may lean toward bitterness and anger, I may question His plans… but HE. He is ONLY, absolutely, completely and fully good. He will not let me go. He will pursue me with His abundant love and His unending grace all the days of my life.
I can hardly grasp those truths. I can only fall to my knees in reverent awe and gratitude.
As we stand at the cusp of change, knowing that in a few short weeks {or sooner?} our family dynamic will forever be transformed by a snuggly newborn bundle, I can trust in His sovereignty and goodness. I simply need to feel the precious miracle kicking my ribs as I type these words to find proof. The fact that I will be blessed with another little love to call me ‘momma’… it is too much. Too much for my heart to take in. Knowing that I will soon be holding an unexpected gift of new life brings tears to my eyes. This baby girl, so very loved, will forever be a testament to God’s goodness. I can trust her, along with my precious boys and my beloved S into His hands. He has only good, beautiful things in store. For He promises that His plans are always for our good.
