I love my husband. I love that I am apart of his story. That I get to be apart of seeing how God is redeeming the events of his conception and childhood. I am so thankful that decisions made before he was even a twinkle in anyone’s eye did not have the final say in who he is… but that God did. That while no one knew… Nick was being fashioned into God’s image.
God owns his spirit. God is the author of Nick’s days.
I had the proof that God can redeem the past sitting in my living room this evening. Tonight, we met Nick’s biological grandma for the first time. I am so thankful that we are apart of her life. I am so thankful that there is no age limit on when God can bring you something new.
I am so thankful that we are not saved by anything of our own doing… but that it is Christ Himself that saves us. Him alone. He offers, and we have the choice to accept or not accept.
And that’s it.
To my friends and family that don’t know my Savior yet . . . will you please just give Him a chance? See just how wonderfully He can transform what once was . . . those yucky memories, feelings, actions . . . into something unexpected . . .