18 months
We can’t believe it’s been a year and a half since Valor burst into our world, big and wet and hungry with eyes squeezed shut. Now his eyes are always looking, looking, looking as he observes and begins to describe his world.
We can’t believe it’s been a year and a half since Valor burst into our world, big and wet and hungry with eyes squeezed shut. Now his eyes are always looking, looking, looking as he observes and begins to describe his world.
As a special way of greeting some of the newcomers, as well as providing some post-holiday entertainment for the regulars, it’s time for something that has become a recurring feature.
This morning was near-perfect. As Abby mentioned in the last post, this morning Valor became the old child we’ve ever had, and it was also the first of three “Christmas” mornings for him.
Tomorrow morning Valor will surpass James’ age when he died. We mark this date with sadness and gratefulness.
The title of this post is also the title of a book by John Piper, and I’ve just today started leading a Sunday School at… Read More »What Jesus Demands from the World