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God Restored What the Locusts Had Eaten

This guy turned eleven today. I am amazed. Not only is it amazing how quickly the time has passed, but reflecting on his birth story last night, I was reminded of what a TREMENDOUS miracle my second born really is. All my children are, of course, but once you read our story, you will understand more.

When I grocery shop with my children, I attract a fair amount of attention. My mom would say that it is because I have such beautiful kiddos. (Of course she would say that!) But, in reality one of the reasons that we stop traffic is that we somewhat resemble Mrs. Mallard and her babes marching on down to the Public Gardens . Make way for me and my ducklings! When I hit the aisles at Stuff Mart, I am followed by Jack, Kack, Lack, Mack, Nack, and Ouack. You counted right – I have six kids.

The average person who sees me and my brood might assume that infertility is the last of my problems. But, the average person would be wrong.

Head here to read the rest of the story and find out what locusts and my birthday boy have in common.

 

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  1. Happy birthday to the Boy! :) I’ve read the story a few times but it’s always a good read to me … amazing how things always work out :)

  2. Wow, the same thing was happening to us in 1999. I experienced two misscarriages that year. My second son is a miracle baby…born after the misscarriages his was a high risk pregnancy.
    http://unafamiliaalaskena.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-to-my-baby-boy.html

  3. Thanks for this post. I can relate to God changing your plans and learning to live with a family smaller than you planned. We lost our 4th baby at 3 month of age in 2009. No reason. He was a healthy, happy, sweet boy. We can’t have any more. And daily I still fight to stop concentrating on what was supposed to be, fighting to somehow let go and accept God’s path for our life. But He has given me much grace and I love and treasure my three kids here with a urgent, desperate love. I am learning to see and soak up every moment instead of planning and imagining future ones. I’m praying though, that somehow, beyond our wildest dreams, God can redeem the broken years and heal our family’s hearts. We will continue through the valley of the shadow of death, because He is good, He is worth it.

  4. happy birthday!!

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