Wednesday, September 21, 2011
In fact, the ONLY thing better than reuniting with your kids is reuniting with them and introducing them to their two new sisters.
Mary pointing and squealing when each girl came out of the car. I think she remembered them from our court trip in April.
The soft hugs and kisses and "do you want to play with my toys?" from my four older kids.
And, well, the fighting over who got to hold Tigist.
All of it, just precious.
One of my biggest hopes for my children is for them to have open hearts. Hearts that are prone to love and to serve and to give without condition. And, I saw some of that on Sunday night. A glimpse into God's heart and Jesus' love, all from my kids. How blessed are we?
Mekdes begging to sleep in her new room with her two big sisters--no more sleeping in mommy and daddy's bed, thank-you-very-much.
As you can probably imagine, looking around our dinner table now is incredibly surreal. Seven children, seven blessings, seven signs of God's provision and of Jesus' redemption. Truth be told I am oh so exhausted and I have no clue when life is going to feel manageable or normal again, but there is always the knowing that there are some pretty awesome people sitting around my table.
And we are finally all under the same roof.
Life as a family of nine has begun.
Posted by Brianna Heldt at 9:55 AM