A little boys prayer


Four years ago a little boy was learning about prayer. He was learning that the Bible tells us to write down our request and wait for God to answer our prayers.  

I read Habakkuk 2:2-3 to him,

“And then GOD answered: “Write this. Write what you see. Write it out in big block letters so that it can be read on the run. This vision-message is a witness pointing to what’s coming. It aches for the coming—it can hardly wait! And it doesn’t lie. If it seems slow in coming, wait. It’s on its way. It will come right on time.”

He wrote in my journal. He wrote down his hearts desires that evening. And we prayed over them. And we believed God for them.  

Four years later, he has a dad. Not just any dad, but a broken and hurt relationship was mended and our little family was reconciled. He has a brother. Not just any brother, but a sweet miracle that doctors said was impossible. We have a home, where memories are made and love is felt.  

And we are believing for number 4. Gods not done answering this little boys prayers.  

Never give up on a prayer that you prayed. He will answer you. It may not look like you had imagined. But He will give you the very best.  

xoxo

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11 years and worth it 


Every one is always surprised when we say, we have an 11 year old and a newborn. Heck, it’s quite amusing to us too.  

Some people like to wait a couple years in between children. We waited 11. Not by choice, but it was definitely in Gods plan all along.  

Sure I would have loved for Caleb to grow up with a brother or sister. There were so many times that I would send him outside to play and 10 minutes later he’d come in and say it’s boring to play by myself. No one to share with, fight with, explore with.  

Here we are 11 years later and I don’t think it could be anymore perfect. Caleb is thrilled about his baby brother. Every day he comes home from school, goes straight to the sink to wash off all the school germs then comes to his brother to give him a dap and a kiss. He ask to hold him, feed him, burp him. If I could only get him to change diapers this would be the life! Caleb wants to be the one to carry the diaper bag, push the stroller, anything to be right by brothers side.  

We are so incredibly blessed to have 2 such amazing boys, 11 years apart. Gods timing was perfect.  

xoxo