I will admit, I have cried a few times WHILE blogging, but never have I cried just simply logging in.
Six years ago today, my miracle was born. His birth was normal...no extraordinary miracle. It was just your average, everyday miracle. Later that night, things changed. The next day, he and I were flown to UMC in Tucson. I've written this story before, so I won't bore you with details, but I'm here to write today on a much more personal level. This is for him to see one day.
Strider, you are "Tiny" because God allows small miracles to happen each day. It is up to us to see his hand in all things. In my life, you are the biggest miracle of all. I should call you "Biggie." In the large scheme of things, you are a tiny miracle. There was no parting of the sea or walking on water, but God let me keep you here with me. You are my tiny miracle. You are my reminder each day that God has his hand in all things. I have experienced the loss of a child and was doing my best to prepare for losing another. I often wonder how much of our lives is already planned. I wonder if the plan was to take you away from us. I like to think God's tender mercies were in full-effect the day I held you in my arms. He knew we needed you...I especially needed you.
Happiest Birthday, Tiny!
3 comments:
Always so beautifully written and inspiring. Thank u for sharing- miss u!!! Hope u celebrate in "biggy" style!
He is our tiniest tiny and for that I will always be grateful to our Heavenly Father. I still think about that month I took care of the three older kids. Even though the circumstances were not ideal I enjoyed every minute with those kids. I love you sissy!
I love this. and you. and Tiny.
Happy Birthday to not so tiny Tiny!
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