This whole time I’ve been praying with focus for my twins’ healing. When all along God has had His eyes on not only them but my heart’s healing as well. 😭 He has a way of making His name known. And it’s always the best story to tell. Even if I think I want things my way. He’s uprooting weeds & tilling the soil. Painful process after a painful season but I want to see & feel fruit so badly.
He is a good good Father. Even when I struggle with pride that says I think I know what’s best for my boys. Even when I struggle to trust that He loves them more than I could ever love them.
I was listening to a podcast that reminded me of how wrong I’ve been. Pain can do that. Bring distraction, blame, guilt. It can shed light on our nearsighted-ness.
I believe God’s heart is always for healing. But His timing is something I do not know. I pray it’s soon but even still, He is good.
And I thank God for a husband who reminds me - the fact we even have these boys is more than enough to be thankful for. Because gosh they are and we don’t deserve them. Who am I to get to have two babies at once! I’ll take anything that comes with the gift they are.
it’s always the best story to tell
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