That's what today was. My favorite kind of summer day.
Not to repeat myself, but in this photo
are three girls dear to my heart. The one in the middle...I taught her mama in 2nd grade. Who would have dreamed we would one day be parenting daughter the same age? I used to hold onto Katie when she was a baby and dream of the day when I would hold our sweet Josie-Tatum. And, the one to the left. Her Mama and I waited on our first adopted daughters together. We met when we were both waiting.
And, this is a photo we never dreamed of. We both felt adoption was likely in our future AGAIN, but I know I never dreamed it would be boys...and not TWO boys.
And then there's our miracle boy:
Your heart would flutter if you knew what doctors told his mama when he was born. I taught his mama in Sunday school when she was a teenager. I taught Kati's mama in the same Sunday School class. Sabrina and Theresa use to come over to my house before there was a house...just a trailer....when there was just a Whitney...and then when my handsome Navy son was born. They visited many times when he ran out the door without his clothes on.
I certainly never imagined we'd all be around the pool watching our children swim and play as friends.
So, it was my kind of day.
The children played and had such fun together.
The mamas talked and were able to "relax" a little because the children were enjoying themselves so.
And, at the end of our hours and hours of fellowship, I had the opportunity to reflect. My very tired boys slept soundly in their very late nap. I got to reflect on the goodness of God. What a beautiful tapestry he weaves when connects our lives with one another. What blessings He has in store that we could never imagine.
He is the GOD of Ephesians 3:20.
The Miracle of More