It's Tuesday.
The kids finish
their morning breakfasts around the farmhouse table.
Today isn't any
different than yesterday.
Or the day before that.
But,
It acutally is a
whole lot different.
Because today Addy
looks at her brothers and says "let's go play".
Francis is a little
slow and hollers "sissy wait" so that he doesn't walk 'up steps' (as
the boys call it) alone.
She pauses on the
stairs.
The boys run in
front of her.
She turns around and
our eyes meet.
She smiles and says
"it's fun having someone to play with".
And my heart just
melts in that instant.
Because God is doing
a work.
This sweet encounter is no small feat in our household.
EVERYONE is going through their "stuff".
And ALL of us are trying to figure out how things work now.
The kids are processing where they fit in.
Us parents are begging the Lord for mercy daily.
Hourly.
This sweet encounter is no small feat in our household.
EVERYONE is going through their "stuff".
And ALL of us are trying to figure out how things work now.
The kids are processing where they fit in.
Us parents are begging the Lord for mercy daily.
Hourly.
It's been exactly 32
days since the boys came home.
And the road has
been hard, and trying, and exhausting, and...
I won't go into all the details.
As there are too many to count.
And too much to digest.
And it wouldn't be understood by most.
And that is ok.
But today...
Today I am reminded
That in the chaos of
it all
In the many moments
I am trying so hard to keep my head above water
He is at work.
He is knitting our
hearts together.
And there is joy.
And there is pain.
In this process of adoption,
In the thick of it,
In the thick of it,
It is beautifully
hard.
And we are grateful.
And we are grateful.
...I texted this to my husband earlier today and he texts back...
"Beautiful. Thank you Jesus!!!"
Yes, thank you Jesus...
Yes, thank you Jesus...
