Who knows what our coming months hold? We are praying for a smooth emotional transition for our boys. We are praying that they will find joy by being in our family. We are praying that we bond and attach to one another. We are praying that laughter fills this place as much as the stinky boy smells will.
So, I won't spend today in a hospital checking vital signs, but when I go to bed tonight I will be a mama to three precious boys. This morning when I couldn't read my Bible, I finally just flipped open and this is what I saw, Psalm 127. Perfect.
Unless the Lord xwatches over the city,
eating the bread of anxious ytoil;
3 Behold, bchildren are a heritage from the Lord,
cthe fruit of the womb a reward.
4 Like arrows in the hand of da warrior
are the children1 of one's youth.