Today I FINALLY had the chance to take my little buddy jogging...it was nice and overcast; such a blessing to get the baby out in early in the morning to run and talk to the Lord before the heat set in. I was living an answer to prayer...jogging with my baby...on the streets where I'd so longed to have my arms filled again.
The roads in Orange Beach are a memorial stone place for me, for our family--a place to remember and reflect upon the goodness and faithfulness of our God during the grieving times.
Although Caleb was already asleep, I could not resist waking him as I saw a couple passing by that could capture this moment for us with my cell phone camera. I briefly asked if they could snap a picture of me and my son. I thanked them for their time as I explained that in 2008 we'd lost a son, and this was the very place where we came after his homegoing. Then I explained that the Lord had chosen to fill our arms two years later through the miracle of adoption with this precious child, Caleb. And what a blessing it was to return to this spot with the gift of a precious life to our family from His arms to mine, for the very first time.