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I have not ever witnessed gratitude in the midst of trial quite like this. Grab some kleenex and enjoy this video. Then if you have a few more minutes...or just continue to ignore your children for longer (LOL)...and read their blog. www.ninetynineballoons.com Amazing. Here are a few of my favorite quotes from it:
"I have purposely made strides to downplay the God-card. This was simply because all I could do was get in the way with my feeble attempts. God was in the story. He did not need to be exposed.
If you have found yourself drawn to this story and not really knowing why, I humbly propose that my son is only a vehicle to proclaim a story greater than his own.
There is someone who loves you with a love larger than ours for Eliot. There is one who takes you with all of your flaws and delights in all that you are. He sings over you when you sleep and hems you in while awake. He destroys the worth-measures of man and pronounces you worthy. He is Jesus. He is the only way we have made it thus far and our only hope for tomorrow."
"I seldom invite difficulties to come my way. My psychological makeup is that of water- seeking the path of least resistance. But, contrary to all that is within me, this is not where life is found.
I think the actors may have it right on this one. “Break a leg”, they say, for reasons unknown to me. But wishing difficulty on another may be the best thing one can do. With good logic, our culture separates out pain as much as possible. Each generation of children seems sheltered slightly more than the preceding one- every kid gets a trophy, each child makes the team.
However, by cutting out the trivial difficulties in life, I fear we are less prepared for the inescapable ones that are anything but trivial.
Although I am still shy of being thankful for the absence of my son, I have recently become aware that my life’s circumstances and story are not something I just want to endure. Rather, I long to embrace all that comes. Knowing, or at least trusting, that my lot is uniquely crafted to paint a picture all my own."
OK. honestly I could be cut & pasting all day. There is remarkable wisdom in this man's experience. Check it out, you won't be sorry.
Sunday, December 2
Totally Inspirational
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3 comments:
This made me cry! It brought back so many memories of when Avery was little. What a sweet story. Thanks for sharing.
Wow, I'd say grab some tissue!! Thanks for sharing!
Such a sweet story. Thank you for sharing this story.
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