Every passing day composes a song of notes which harmonizes the old and new. It plays like a loud quietness that rushes in when the bellowing ends. After 9 months of waiting, watching, and wondering, the empty bedrooms filled with coos and cries, laughter and singing. Moments after their first breath, my children's arrival changed the tune of each day and dialed up the volume.
When We Wait for God to Fill Our Emptiness
When We Wait for God to Fill Our Emptiness
When We Wait for God to Fill Our Emptiness
Every passing day composes a song of notes which harmonizes the old and new. It plays like a loud quietness that rushes in when the bellowing ends. After 9 months of waiting, watching, and wondering, the empty bedrooms filled with coos and cries, laughter and singing. Moments after their first breath, my children's arrival changed the tune of each day and dialed up the volume.