This past summer, Phil and Steph shared the wonderful news that they were expecting their first child. We were thrilled for them and the news…
Conversation swirled around me about due dates and stories of early pregnancy nausea and I realized that we would be in Ethiopia before the baby was born. Biting my lip to get through the moment without crying, I thought, “I hope baby is born early!”
After a few months, we heard the news, it was twins.
Our timeline for leaving for overseas has shifted and changed and we learned about a training that would hold us in the US until May. I am a heart divided. There is the part of me that just wants to get there, start our life there, see what God is going to do after our several years of seeking His direction, so anticipating our new life. In our trainings, we learn about how difficult the first few years are and how much stress we will be under. Let’s just rip the band-aid off! Yet, here we sit, in this weird limbo-land, waiting on work permits, slowly putting things in suitcases, realizing, this may be the last snow I see in years (although I have had that thought about four too many times! Come on Spring!) and soaking up the sweetness of each moment that can be enjoyed with family, community, church and friends, never wanting to leave.
At Christmas time, the genders were revealed, two boys.
Look who we were able to welcome to the world.
Jordan and Seth. Two precious nephews.
They are intricately perfect.
Praising God with you Phil and Steph and so glad we are here. It makes all these changing plans worth it.