A year ago tonight……
A tough contraction came. One nurse scrambled to quickly registered me, another started my IV. The contraction let up. Fearfully, I looked deeply into Peter’s blue eyes fully expecting him to answer, “Why? Why are we here?”
Joy wasn’t supposed to be here.
I was looking at her. Looking at her. She was with us.
They laid her on my chest. Joy.
Peter, hovering over my left shoulder was whispering, “Cry. Cry.” Cry Joy!
The days and weeks which followed were full. Full of worry, tears, fatigue, hospitals, praise, tragedy, uncertainties, hard work – trials.
The word is an image now. An image canvassed creatively by our Maker, uniquely knit before the foundations of the earth. But it’s so much more too.
You will show me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy; At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore. Psalm 16:11
Tonight I looked Peter in the eyes and said, “We made it.”
A year full of Joy.
We thanked God for being so good to us.