When our marriage was very young, Shanon and I were told that we would not be able to have biological children. Her issues plus my issues equals no kids. To put it as simply as possible.
Having biological kids would be a struggle for us for a long time. Shanon more than I, because if there has ever been someone born to be a mother, it's her. We watched repeatedly, as irresponsible people, unfit people, people on the news, had baby after baby, tragedy after tragedy, when all Shanon wanted was to feel a baby kick inside. We wanted to talk deeply about names. We wanted desperately to see what her and I added together would look like.
Little did we know that Our niece and nephews would need someone to step in and raise them, in order for them to stay as part of our family.
These pieces of the puzzle seemed to fit together. It made perfect sense. Why would we not do that?
We adopted Larkyn, now 15, and Alex, now 13, and then years later, we adopted Jaylen, now 10, and Cameron, now 9. These guys are awesome. All of their quirks, all of their little personality traits, all of their smiles are the matter that makes up our family. Our world would not be the same without any of them. Even if we had to trade being Aunt and Uncle for Mom and Dad.
Our family was complete. We had our four kids, they are awesome, lets do life.
Then in the fall of 2011, something miraculous happened. Shanon was sick for like a month. Haha, that is not the miraculous part. We took a trip up to Detroit so I could go fishing with my Dad and Brother. While we were there, Shanon's mom immediately thought Shanon could be pregnant, but we kept her at bay for awhile. Then Shanon took the test.
POSITIVE.
I then promptly sent the Mother in law back to the store to buy several more tests. One was surely not convincing enough for me.
CONFIRMED!
9 months later, Shanon had our son Andrew. (Now 3)
And that was the story. God had blessed us with the one that we desperately wanted, and we were ready to close the book. Let's do life.
NEVER try to put a period where GOD has put a comma.
In the last year, our family has finally gotten past some turmoil in the recent past, and we have found an amazing group of people who love the Lord. Our little Church on the Street is full of World changers. and that is no lie. But that is a whole additional amazing post.
The point I am trying to make is that I, in the last year, have learned to like the idea of Church again. Slowly but surely, I am learning, un-learning, and trusting people again.
I think it is safe to say that Shanon and I are closer to God than we had been in the last 5-6 years.
In the fall of 2014, Shanon was sick again.
Our friend Kim totally called it at a Bible study we were attending. We were pregnant AGAIN. lol
Shanon is due any day now.
My mind keeps swirling around Luke 6:38.
It reads that if we give, we will receive back, but not what we gave. We will receive a "good measure" packed down and overflowing.
When God blesses, it is never in the bare minimum range.
God has not blessed us with one son, our measure is packed down and overflowing, and soon we will have a second son in our arms.
We are laughing and joyful, because God is with us.
Our LAUGHTER is because GOD IS WITH US!
ISAAC (laughter) IMMANUEL (God with us)
Coming June 2015!
