In my "About Me" section of this blog I stated that my daughter brings more joy than I could have ever imagined or ever felt before her. This is so, so very true. I realized that I can and do say the same for our son. When I started this blog I, of course, loved my son and was grateful for him. However, I realized reading my "About Me" this morning exactly how much my love for him has grown. I am entering a period of deep sadness and fear that my time with Evan is coming to an end all to soon. I am only 26 weeks and 1 day but dreams of our goodbye are not helping these feelings/fears at all. I am praying that my dreams couldn't be more wrong. I am turning to God for strength, guidance and comfort for myself and for Evan but sometimes I feel like escaping all of this, running to my mom's, falling in her arms and experiencing my sadness. There will be time for that but for now I find strength in the little miracles God gives me every day.

Footprints in the Sand

One night I had a dream.
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand:
one belonging to me, and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life there was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in my life.
This really bothered me and I questioned the Lord about it.
“Lord, You said that once I decided to follow You, You’d walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why when I needed You most You would leave me.”
The Lord replied,
“My precious child, I love you and would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you.”

~Margaret Fishback Powers