Tuesday, June 14, 2016

...of too many emotions

8 years ago tomorrow, I married the sweetest, kindest, most Jesus loving man that I know. A few weeks later (after our honeymoon in Idaho), we moved together into our first house. 

5 years ago, this month, we made the final decision to join our friends and the work they would be starting in the UAE and began the long process of actually launching. 

3 years ago, this month, we moved from Sharjah to Fujairah, where we thought we would spend many years to come.

1 year ago, today, we flew from Boise back to Austin to begin a new life here. We grieved as our friends packed up and sold our house worth of stuff in Fujairah. We said good bye to people over the internet that we had planned to be hugging in person that same day. 

7.5 months ago, I heard our sweet baby #4's heartbeat for the first time and they gave us an official due date of June 14th (today). 

5 months ago, yesterday, we held our sweet baby Jo in our hands after losing her at 18 weeks. We knew, if she made it, she would have had Down Syndrome and most likely many medical issues, but we knew that we would endure and be better people by God's grace if He had given her to us. But, in His sovereignty, He knew that taking her home at that moment was the best thing for us all.  


This week, they are finishing remodeling work on that same house we moved into together 8 years ago and we should be moving back in at almost exactly the same time we moved in 8 years ago. 

This month, and specifically this week, will always be an emotional one for me. Filled with joy and sorrow, but especially and always peace and amazement at the goodness and faithfulness of our Heavenly Father throughout every aspect of this life. 

"Peace I leave with you. My peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." John 14:27