I am ashamed to admit that it has been almost a year since I have blogged. Therefore, there is much to say, but so much that will be left unsaid. I will focus tonight on the most amazing event of the year.
Let me start by discussing a most beautiful and common word: GRACE. GRACE is defined as elegance or beauty of form. GRACE is a pleasing or attractive quality or endowment. GRACE is favor or good will. GRACE is our new baby daughter's middle name.
Theologically, GRACE is defined as the freely given, unmerited favor and love of GOD. It is the influence or spirit of God operating in humans to regenerate or strengthen them.
Although we picked the name Sophie Grace before we laid eyes on our precious surprise, Grace could not have been more fitting. In the past two months, I have watched my children grow and mature in the most surprising of ways. Sure, Cade and Mason are still wildly boisterous and the funniest of characters, and Claire is still our sweet, delicate little beauty. As Sophie Grace entered our lives, our older children have each equally exhibited grace in their own way. I see Cade eager to help like never before. He kisses Sophie first before he kisses anyone else at bedtime. Everyday, he asks when he can teach her to walk, talk, or throw a baseball. Claire is the first to ask if Sophie is "feeling alwight." She is anxious to help pick out her clothes for the day and kiss her little forehead. Mason takes time to pay attention to where his baby sister is before he runs, tumbles, or karate chops his way into the room. He, too, cannot give her enough kisses.
When Wes and I learned we were expecting our tiny miracle, we knew God had a plan. Never before did I think our family could get any closer or grow any stronger. I have never been so wrong. I watch my husband with our youngest daughter. He is an old pro with newborns, therefore, he is much more relaxed. Watching his casual way of handling Sophie when she seems inconsolable is both comforting and amazing. The love for my husband has grown exponentially deeper in a time when I didn't think I could possibly love him more. Seeing our children become more patient and mature and love their sister without an ounce of jealousy makes my heart swell. I look at my life at this moment and know how much God loves me. He has given me so much love, so much GRACE, and I see it everyday in a strong and handsome man who is my pillar of strength, and in my now FOUR beautiful children: each pieces of my heart roaming this planet, and teaching me something new every day.
GOD. IS. GOOD.
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