Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Monday, October 31, 2011

He's Perfect

This weekend I was cleaning out one of the bedrooms and found this...


And my heart broke a little. I remember so vividly buying it in the spring while I was on a girls weekend with some of my best friends from college. Thinking it would be perfect for this fall. And about two weeks later our world was turned upside down. Especially in moments like this I can't begin to describe how thankful I am for the hope that I have...

Knowing that no matter what, when all is said and done, we won't lose...

One day I will see our son again...

In His perfect timing, He will raise the veil for us to see...

"This hope is a strong and trustworthy anchor for our souls. It leads us through the curtain into God's inner sanctuary." Hebrews 6:19

A dear sweet friend who walked into our life at exactly the right time wrote this for us. She is amazingly talented and has a voice of angels. As tears ran down, she blessed me with hearing her play and sing this sweet song a few weeks ago. And I continue to be reminded that there are no mistakes, that Isaac was perfect too.

He's Perfect

Such perfect little tiny toes
Such perfect tiny fingers
Saying I love you
I love you.

No time to run or play with him
No hugs or mommy kisses
Will it be okay?
Will it be okay?

But I know that my Saviors here
He gives me strength when I am weak
He'll wipe away my every tear
He died for me
He died for me.

Don't cry for me my Mommy
You know I'm in His hands
It's gonna be okay
It's gonna be okay.

He died for me as He died for you
And He let me come to tell you
To tell you I love you
I love you

And you know right now that your Saviors here
He gives you strength when you are weak
He'll wipe away your every tear
And He's holding you as He's holding me

Cause Jesus said it's for a little while
And I'll see you once again
But until that day you know I'll wait for you
And He's telling me, He's telling me
He loves you.

Such perfect little tiny toes
Such perfect little fingers
Saying I love you...I love you.



~squeaking of park swings
~His perfect timing
~warm blankets on cool mornings
~bedtime prayers
~pumpkin, pumpkin, and more pumpkin. Muffins, pancakes, oatmeal.
~fiery orange leaves
~sparkle of princesses dressed up
~His promise
~learning to live in this very moment, this one right now He blessed us with
~playing soccer with Daddy


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