When Shane called with the news that our agency had a baby for us with Down Syndrome and 3 congenital heart defects, fear hovered over my heart. All of those times I had seen those parents, older parents with adult children with special needs came to the surface. "Those poor people, they'll never get a break." What would we do? Could this baby ever pronounce the name we were giving him? Should we pick another name? Will he walk? Will he ever have a relationship with Grae? Will Grae hate us for "doing" this to him. I'm being brutally honest here. Those fears hovered for a few hours, but never rested in my heart.
What quickly took their place was the peace that only God can give. I'm not diminishing the grieving process that many parents go through in receiving a diagnosis, but I am saying that for me, God replaced those fears with Shane's unbridled optimism and excitement. (I'm sure this is but one reason the Lord put us together.) The Lord was the reformer of my heart, but His primary agent in doing it was Knox. He quickly stole my heart with his precious tininess, and his typical baby-ness.
Love this! And I will never forget when you called on the phone to tell us about Knox- I was about through the roof with excitement! :) And I have to say I LOVE your new blog header- cracked me up! :)
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