Honey
Sunday, February 23
Blessings are like sweet drops of honey that leave residue on your lips and praise from your mouth
Blessings are like the feeling of a full stomach, after eating bread and water; reminding you that your hunger is fulfilled by the breaking of bread and dipping of wine.
Blessings are like a joy that comes in the morning, singing songs over mountains and rejoicing in beauty.
Blessings consist of a Savior loving His people, giving them hope, and joy, and grace.
Man oh man, I am drowning in blessings up to my ears.
Don't let me eat them up without saying grace with my clasped hands and an over-joyous heart
Don't let me forget the one who Blesses, so I do not boast in my false goodness or my useless works.
Let me be reminded that every blessing is the first drop of rain after a season of drought;
it is not the reason we praise to our Creator, but merely another reason why we sings songs to His holy place.
Birth + Arrival
Wednesday, August 28
Today was the long awaited day of my sweet, little brother's arrival to the world. He was born at 8:59 AM, weight 9 pounds and 8 ounces at 20 inches long. I have a love so deep for him already.
I love his soft skin, his long toes, his tiny fingers, his little top lip and big bottom lip, his deep dark blue eyes, and his tiny heart beat. I never thought I would be as emotional for all of this as I was sitting in that hospital. Seeing my mom go into her surgery at 43 was nerve-racking, and the hour and half we waited in the waiting room made me fret. Although the suspense nearly drove me insane, they both came out healthy and well, bringing so much joy to the world.
From the moment I picked him up, I was just captivated by him. He is so perfect, so wonderful, so beautiful. The Lord has given me a blessing that I could never have asked for. A blessing so big (in such a tiny body.) He is the most handsome, little man I have ever laid my eyes on. It was hard letting him go that first moment I held him to my chest; his hands reaching for my face and his eyes peeking open. I love him so dearly.
He is the most beautiful creation I've ever loved.
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