Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Springtime of Our Lives

“Spring is a picture of rebirth and resurrection. It proclaims anew each year that there is a powerful river of life ever flowing in God’s creation that can never be held back or stopped. Tree sprout buds, grass grows, flowers bloom, and birds come back to sing because God has ordained a beautiful rhythm of returning life. It is His design.” 
 
“God is pleased when we learn to celebrate life and good things He has given us. We bring him joy by accepting the gladness found in the gifts He has provided. We will all walk through many seasons of springtime in our lives. They are bright, innocent, promising days that can fill our spiritual and emotional tanks for the future, but only if we will enter into their joy and their adjustments with grace. Winter will come again soon enough. How important it is that we choose to celebrate beauty when we can, storing up joy and happiness to revisit in the cold of winter nights ahead.” 
 “Spring is a time to live fully in the present, love deeply, and celebrate the newness of life as it comes our way.” - Sally Clarkson
For us, new children means resurrection. Specialists confirmed a dead marital womb, but that diagnosis did not bind God. He has proven again that He isn't chained to what men say is or is not possible. He is above all our knowledge, and His will is not enslaved to anything. He chose to give. To answer our prayer for a little sibling for Caleb. We expected to be blessed with only one son. Now, we have two. We expected to pray for years before the Lord chose to redirect us. We expected to grow in hardship, wait, and yearn. Yet, our Lord chose to do another MIGHTY WORK. And we are humbled beyond expression. Dear loved ones are waiting and praying for first babies, some for subsequent babies, and some for children by adoption. And seeing God answer our prayer makes us pray and hurt for others much more fervently. We pray He will grant even more life - life from the dead.

We had a wonderful bit of fun taking pictures to commemorate the 20 week pregnancy mark, our first born becoming a walker, 63 months of marriage, and 6 years of togetherness bliss.