It is incredible how much God has provided for our family over the years. I don't think I ever realized how much more joy I would feel in giving it away and sharing it with others, though.
I recently met another foster family. I've only met and spent some time with the mom and her two new sons, but I have so enjoyed getting to know them!
As I left their home this morning....feeling excited over being able to give her our double stroller, connecting with her and of course, quite happy to get my fill of babies...my mind also wondered back (as it often does) to Jaqueline. This month, Ashley would have turned four years old.
I plugged in our home address into my GPS and started driving. Just a few minutes later I reached an intersection and as I looked to my right, I burst into tears.
There it was. The cemetery.
God knew. He knew....I had been avoiding making the trip, but so needed to.
I pulled in. It was the first time that I had gone by myself.
I walked to where the body of our sweet Ashley was buried and touched the inscriptions on her headstone: "In God's Hands" and "Luz de mi Vida."
October 29, 2008 to January 8, 2010
I sat and looked around....remembering when we were there after her service. Picturing two year old David placing flowers on her casket before it was lowered into the ground.
Tears streaming....I prayed for Jaqueline. That God would carry her day by day and give her the strength that she needs to parent Frida.
I left feeling in awe that God would care enough about me...about Jaqueline....to bring me to the cemetery to pray on October 1, 2012.
How blessed I am to have a God who cares so much that He is involved in every single detail....even in the little things.
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