Tuesday, October 29, 2013
We all buckled up and waved our good-byes as we drove HOME. "PAPA!!!!" "DRIVE MACHINE!!!" said Kelly. Me and my oldest girl, Sally looked at each other with tears in our eyes. No words were spoken, but the tears from both of our eyes told much. We were exhaling from the end of our "journey of waiting". Laughs, tears, wonder and joy. Our van held all 6 of us in the first drive home.
The first morning, waking up and all 4 kids played. It was like Christmas around here and I still could not believe that we had entered the other side of this journey. The first meal, the first movie and popcorn on the couch, the first of joining our family traditions, the first of many firsts.
In these beginnings, there is both sacred and sinful moments. In the fierce battle of waiting for our son to come home, I thought I found faith, but now, I realize that God takes me to places my faith would never go, so that my faith will be made stronger.
I laugh out loud as I think about me, being the wife of my husband or the mom of these 4 kids. I would have never chosen me, but God reached down and saved me for this, for these steps I take. I look back and think, "There is no way me yesterday could be here today" But that is truth, isn't it. I am not who I was yesterday, I am being changed by the grace of God. His adoption of me to be in His family, to be changed forever, that defines me now.
Tomorrow, here we come.
Posted by Kimberly at 11:29 PM