Loose Ends

Three years ago around this time, the tapestry of my life started to unravel. By that June, it was completely undone. During those dark days, I had very little faith that God could fix that mess. The song that says, "Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers" rang through my head constantly and brought me to tears.

Here I sit, a short three years later, with an intact marriage, a beautiful baby, and a healthy dose of humility as I realize that I (a doubting Thomas) had to see God's hand to believe. But as Noah plays and I sip my coffee this morning, I can't help but feel like I'm getting a glimpse of eternity-- where ALL things work to the glory of God, and all the hard questions have answers.

Mr. Sunshine

I feel like we left town with a baby, and came back with a little boy who has crazy HAIR all of the sudden, can eat pouches of baby food by himself, can down a breakfast buffet, can suck food off the table when his hands aren't working fast enough, finally started gaining some chub back after having the flu, laughs in anticipation of enjoyable things, throws a mini-tantrum when he doesn't get his way, is now in control of his facial expressions and loves to mimic people, really interacts with others, reaches for mom and dad, army crawls to explore everything, pulls up on things, climbs (loves climbing into his carseat and over people), speaks in baby babble sentences with vowels and consonants, and generally loves life. Cannot believe he's 8 months old!