For whatever reason my photographic habits have been a little lacking lately; and the story-making around our house hasn’t been particularly exciting either. These things together make for some pretty boring blog posts. I haven’t really been crafting, we’ve all been sick at some point and we’re still getting things ready for our appraisal {hopefully that’ll happen in the next few days and I can start blogging about our renovations instead of the preparation for said renovation}. At any rate, I never intended this blog to be a baby update page or daily photo journey… I always wanted to share a little more about our lives than that, it just seems there isn’t much to share right now.
Watching the changes outside makes me think of this verse: To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted. Ecclesiastes 3:1-2. Even more than that, it makes me realize how quickly the seasons change and how fast our baby is growing up. It seems like yesterday that our months of prayers were answered and so soon after that we were welcoming her into our lives. For those of you who don’t know, we had a minor health scare the day we were scheduled to come home from the hospital. Ella had to have an echocardiogram and we had to stay in the hospital a few more days. Thankfully, everything was and is okay, but those few hours of waiting taught me a lesson about the brevity and uncertainty of life.
For that reason, I am totally captivated by the smallest, seemingly insignificant moments of our life. As wonderful as accomplishments are, I find myself enjoying the smallest things and crying at the sweetest gesture. I try to remind myself on a daily basis that I am far from in control. There is certainly Someone setting our lives in motion and guiding our every move. As tightly as I cling to the answered prayer {currently running around naked} in our house, I know she doesn’t belong to me and never really did. I am so thankful for the opportunity to borrow her and to enjoy the little things she says and does, but I can’t hold onto her forever. God hasn’t promised me a single day and there isn’t a single thing I can do about it. Instead, I can relish every day, memorize every photograph in my mind’s eye and love her more every minute.
Here are a few of those seemingly insignificant moments from the past few days. Moments that are so sweet. Moments that SD laughs about when I come running camera in hand, but absolutely understands the importance of. Moments that Ella won’t even remember tomorrow. Moments that I am oh so grateful for.
