Two Years STRONG

I've been trying to write a this post for about a week now. I knew what I wanted to write about, but every time I was able to hop on my laptop, something would come up. When I did find some free time, I wrote. And wrote and wrote and wrote. It was way too long and full of way too much detail and my point wasn't coming across like I wanted it to.

And then Monday happened.

But before I explain Monday and before I explain what I had been writing about, let me share one of the last sentences I wrote in my original draft before completely deleting it all and starting over again...

"But everything happens for a reason. And I believe it's ultimately to glorify God."

God. Jesus. My savior. My comfort. My peace. I had planned to add Him in at the end of my post but I know now there is no other place for Him than right here at the beginning. All the glory for everything you are about to read goes to Him!

Sunday Special

I just wanted to share a little something special that happened this past Sunday. It was just before 9 in the morning and Josiah and I were snuggled up in bed. We usually spend an extra 15 to 20 minutes in bed after we wake up and snuggle, nurse, talk, whatever, before getting out of bed to start our day (or in this case, get ready for church). So there we were in bed and I was making him laugh when all of a sudden he stopped, got quiet and gasped at me.