April 2 marked ten months for Henry.
This was not missed in our house.
But truth be told this past week messed with me big time.
It started with Easter. I love Easter. I am emotionally and spiritually overwhelmed each year as I set aside time personally, and now with my sons, to consider exactly what Christ did for me. When I contemplate the truth that if I had been the only one on earth, regardless of my sin, He would have still followed through with His plan - I'm just wrecked. God loves me that much. He loves you that much.
Then on Wednesday the boys and I had to say goodbye to our BSF family. In light of all that we have been learning about Jackson and his mind, it had become apparent that the BSF environment was no longer the right fit for him. Please don't misunderstand, the BSF children's ministry is an incredible program. But for a child with sensory processing disorder, it was too much. Everyone we knew was praying for Jackson to triumph and finish the year. But God's plans proved to be different for him. And since I am confident that God's ways are perfect, we said our goodbyes and walked away knowing that decision was the best for our family.
Finally, Trip read this article and passed it to me. I cried as I read through the post and then shared it on my Facebook page. I wanted others to be encouraged by this man's honest words. His insight gave me pause to think about where Jackson is now and where God will take him...in His time. Most importantly I want Jackson to be able to say when he is older, "My parents taught me the meaning of unconditional love and fought for me every single day of my life. I learned about hope and redemption from watching the journey they’ve been on themselves and couldn’t be prouder to be their son."
And in the midst of it all...there was Henry.
Sweet Baby Henry.pregnant with Henry God told me:
"Kristin, you will give birth to joy.
I, the Lord your God,
knew what you & Trip would walk through between
this child's conception and birth...
and I choose to give you JOY."
And what a joy he is. He knew that we would need a baby during this season of our family that has an incredible temperament. Because, let's be honest, not just any kid would sit in a stroller for hour-long occupational therapy appointments...without making a peep.
And so, I close this post celebrating Henry's tenth month and thanking God for all that He is walking us through right now.