The moment was not lost on me yesterday as I helped a young couple dedicate their third born, to God. As I stood there with my hand on the sleeping little girl, praying for her future, and seeking God's blessing on her, my mind was flashing back to the first time we had all gathered in the church.
It was a bunch of years ago and the couple had just had a baby that was born, but because of problems the child had died within hours. Their grief was so deep and I remember the loss so great that I feared for their very future.
Yesterday morning was poignant as we gave thanks for that little girl. And my eyes got wet as I thought back while I prayed, to how far this young family had come. They have gone on to have a boy who is just starting Kindergarten this week, and now this little girl.
Sometimes life is just really hard. And sometimes it's really good.