Our Son

"I prayed for this child, and the Lord has granted me what I asked of Him." 

1 Samuel 1:27

 His name is Woodrow. He is 17 years old. He has been in our family for almost 3 years, but in our home for nearly 2. He is our oldest son and yet the "baby" of the family. He delightfully mixed up our birth order, but it fits. God's grace is astounding.
 Our son is sweet, kind, loving, bold, adventurous, focused, determined, wise, and hilarious. He is a passionately bold follower of Christ. He is the strongest person I know and one of the most courageous. He is a promise fulfilled. He is a gift and a blessing straight from the hand of God to our family. He is an unexpected answer to a desperate hearts cry. Through him the Lord has taught me how to believe for the impossible and wait expectantly for the miracle.

Once again, there is a story behind this boy, behind what and who our family is today, but that is taking some time to write down. It's a story that has been years in the making. Long before Woodrow came into our family three years ago. Long before we ever knew he would be our son, we were praying for him by name. Long before we realized it, the Lord had a plan for us and was working to fulfill it. There are details that are important, but difficult to try and get into order. But it is coming, because it is a story worth telling. Our story must be told; not for us, but because He is a God whose wonders MUST be shared and who's name will receive all of the glory for the marvelous things He has done!