An Announcement...

I sit here tonight, fingering the keys of my laptop with an inability to write, and contemplating putting off writing for at least another day. You see, this is the post I've been hoping to write for years now. Literally, years. It's the post I have often dreamed of delightfully assembling. It was going to be a cheerful announcement with enchanting pictures, and it would mark the end of waiting and the beginning of a new journey and calling. But now the long awaited time is here, and I'm simply paralyzed. My words are stuck, they are not even forming, and the grand announcement is not rolling out with the romantic sentiment I once expected.

The years of waiting and hoping did indeed mature me out of believing it would all be easy and only wonderful. Those years were not wasted, and the work which God did in my heart was entirely necessary. Some of these things I will eventually share because they are a significant part of my story now. However, I am discovering that my lessons have only just begun. This is not the end of one thing, only the continuation of deeper and more intimate instruction by my Savior. If there is a beginning, it is of me clinging to God in a brand new way and coming to know Him and His power more intimately. To me, this is the blessing.

But in my frailty I find myself unsure at times. I see myself in the big black eyes that look up at me each day, hesitant, scared, and wondering if I'll pull through for them.

There are eight chairs around our dining table. Our house is full. Two more children now call me Mom.



~Katherine