Our Providential Child

Two children maybe three is what we said.

A family of four we became - with a boy and a girl - you couldn't get any more perfect than that.

The American family all tucked in neat at the seams.

Then we decided to get a little messy and go for three.

Three was good, even easy, almost too easy

Like we were missing somebody.

But three was also perfect and we were done.

                                                         Then this little surprise happened!

     "Was it planned?" people asked.

As much as the providence of meeting my husband when I was looking the other way was...

As much as the providence of home calling my heart when I thought I would be a career mom was...

As much as the providence of writing, which heals me and others, when I thought the pursuit of singing must be my ministry was...

As much as there is providence, this child was absolutely planned!

In spite of what we thought.

Madeline Joy is her name.

I can't think of a more beautiful and fitting name.

She's two today and she belongs.

She was intended.

She was planned.

It is without doubt that she was a part of the master plan for our family.

And she'll even let you know it...

We're not that neat and tidy little family.

We're messy.

We're loud.

We're spilling over with gratitude.

And we're jumping on the beds, laughing, fighting, loving, and living.

There simply are no tucked in tidy seams around here.

And we'll take it that way any day!

Happy Birthday our beloved providential child!

Joining Ann for Multitudes on Monday's in thanksgiving over our sweet, feisty, and beautiful forth child! 
Also Sharing with Finding Heaven, A Pause on the Path, Seedlings in Stone, The Wellspring, Raising Arrows, and The Better Mom