Thankful

Last night I was standing in my living room, singing silly Bible songs at the top of my lungs with my children dancing and singing with me, and it hit me... this is what I prayed for. All those nights that my heart hurt and my arms ached for a baby, this is what I thought about. Little children singing with me, playing together, teaching them to love Jesus. And last night was it. In the busy-ness of laundry, discipline, and caring for the little ones it had escaped me until the very image of my dreams became a reality. My dream of all dreams has come true.

God's timing wasn't mine. His was much better. And these wonderful children are a gift entrusted to me, for a time.

And

I

am

thankful.