"Behold, children are a gift of the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one's youth. How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; They will not be ashamed When they speak with their enemies in the gate" (Psalm 127:3-5).
Although we celebrated on Sunday, today is Amelia and Emerson's first birthday. The biggest deal about any party in our family isn't activities or location--it's all about the cake. And like my mother before me, I make the cake, myself, as a way to express my love. But this time, I was crazy enough to undertake the behemoth task of transforming two sheet cakes into two 3-D block cakes myself, a task that has permanently cured me of any desire to be a professional cake decorator.
Looking back, many of the last 365 days haven't felt "blessed" while I lived through the chaos that is raising twin babies and a two-year-old. But I know in my heart that each day has been a blessing because I was allowed the chance to live and watch my little babies grow into little people. One year ago today, I didn't know if I would get that chance.
My quiver is full...and when all three arrows are placed inside, it's too heavy to carry anymore.
When I look past the diapers, the crying, the poo, the laundry, the arguments, the lack of sleep and the rock-eating, I know for sure--I am blessed.
Although we celebrated on Sunday, today is Amelia and Emerson's first birthday. The biggest deal about any party in our family isn't activities or location--it's all about the cake. And like my mother before me, I make the cake, myself, as a way to express my love. But this time, I was crazy enough to undertake the behemoth task of transforming two sheet cakes into two 3-D block cakes myself, a task that has permanently cured me of any desire to be a professional cake decorator.
Looking back, many of the last 365 days haven't felt "blessed" while I lived through the chaos that is raising twin babies and a two-year-old. But I know in my heart that each day has been a blessing because I was allowed the chance to live and watch my little babies grow into little people. One year ago today, I didn't know if I would get that chance.
My quiver is full...and when all three arrows are placed inside, it's too heavy to carry anymore.
When I look past the diapers, the crying, the poo, the laundry, the arguments, the lack of sleep and the rock-eating, I know for sure--I am blessed.
Happy birthday Amelia and Emerson...and congrats to you, mommy, for making it thru another year :)
ReplyDeleteQuite an accomplishment. More than I can grasp. (Our goal was no more little people than either hands or parents.) Happy day to the kids, and congratulations to you and Doug.
ReplyDeleteI am truly rejoicing with you! My own grandson turned one year old on Oct. 20! But you have twins, and Wyatt... you deserve a crown.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I haven't told you, but I admire you, your perseverance, your willingness to learn, you have taught me so much, and being a part of what God is doing in your life is such a privilege and honor for me.
I've come to love you, dear Jennifer. You're doing great!
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Thanks ladies for your words of encouragement. Some days, I literally count down the hours until the evenings when I can sit down and read the Word and your blogs for a taste of Christian friendship. :-) It's all good!
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