It’s been a while since I’ve given an update on our family. We’ve been through some really happy times and some really sad times in the past year and I wanted to share with you, my readers, a little piece of our story. You see, over the past few months, I’ve learned a lot about faith and accepting God’s plan and answering the call He has for us.
About a year and a half ago, my sister-in-law was diagnosed with brain cancer. She’d been having horrible headaches and ended up having surgery shortly before her second baby was born. Fast forward a year and the cancer was back, growing faster this time. It quickly grew and ended up taking her life in March of this year. The whole experience was a test of faith for all of us, one I’m really not ready to write about. One day, I may be ready to put those thoughts out there, but I’m not there yet. Today, I want to share about what has happened in our lives since then.
Shortly before my sister-in-law passed away, my fourth little baby was born. Isaac Peter came into the world in a beautiful way. His birth was peaceful and beautiful and everything our family needed. He is a gift straight from the arms of our Heavenly Father who came at just the right time.
God knew we would need this sweet little snuggle bug to enter our lives as my sister-in-law was leaving, so He orchestrated it all.
In the weeks following my sister-in-law’s passing, we struggled to accept that she was really gone. I think we’re still struggling with that and probably will for quite a while. She and her husband have two little girls, just 1 and 3 years old. I knew when she passed away that I would eventually be helping care for those little girls. It was just something I felt would happen and I had total peace with it.
That day came a lot sooner than I’d planned. When Isaac was just three months old, we found out that their child care situation was changing and they needed someone to step in. As soon as I heard this, I knew I wanted to be the one to fill that role. It was like God had prepared my heart to love those little girls like they were my own. I know I can’t love them as much as their mama did, but I can come pretty close. They’ve been with me two days a week for a little over a month now and those days are crazy and amazing all wrapped into one. To have two little ones in my home that I didn’t give birth to, but that I love with all my heart is wonderful. The crazy comes from having kids age 4 months, 19 months, 3, 4, 6, and 8. But it’s a good kind of crazy. My heart is full.
Accepting the care of those two little girls has really made me think about things. When God calls us to something, we may feel totally unqualified. I had no idea how I would care for six kids. Four was hard enough, I thought for sure I’d be pulling my hair out every time I had all six of them. Don’t get me wrong, there are times when I feel like I’m going crazy, but overall, it’s been really smooth. My older children are learning to help care for the little ones. They’re learning to be responsible. I’m learning patience and appreciating what my big kids can do more than ever. God has qualified our utterly unqualified family.
Not only does He equip us physically, He also equips our hearts. My nieces are sweet little girls, not hard to love, but the love I feel for them is much like the love I feel for my other children. God knew those girls needed a mother’s love and He has filled my heart with that love. He doesn’t leave us comfortless. He didn’t leave those girls without a mother. The mother that gave them birth and loved them unconditionally is gone, but God gave them aunts and grandmothers who love them and who are filling that role as best as we can.
When we choose to answer God’s calling for our lives, He blesses us to fulfill that calling. So next time you feel called to something that is far beyond what you thought you were able to do, don’t hesitate. Jump in with both feet! Your Heavenly Father will be there to catch you and equip you for the job He has for you.