My heart grew this week.
I am convinced this is just the start of a life-long growth spurt. Eli stretched my heart beyond anything I could have imagined. As he grows my love will grow with Him.
This weekend I will be leading a retreat in Prescott. In the opening session, I will prove scripturally how the older we get the more in love we should be. Let’s say you have a room full of honeymooning brides. The love level would be astronomical. No one is more head-over-heels in love than giddy brides.
But I propose that a room full of senior adults who have walked with the Lord all their lives should be more passionately in love. Yes, even more giddy. In comparison, the newlyweds would be a bubbling brook while the senior adults should be Niagara Falls. God’s love is a maturing love. It grows as we grow in our knowledge and experiences with Him. Amazing, isn’t it?
Eli’s birth has proven my point. I can go to this retreat and speak from first hand experience. Some lessons come in difficult seasons full of pain and struggling. But this lesson has come in the package of a beautiful little boy. I will take more of these lessons anytime!
He can already suck his thumb!
Day One in hospital
Day two and going home
at home in Gramma’s arms
Chillin’ with Auntie Morgan