I’ve been fairly “radio silent” for the past few days. Forgive the sudden absence. My parents flew into town to help us get ready for the coming addition to our family. We’ve experienced and accomplished som much over the past week. Ultrasound, doctor appointment, shopping, prepping, planning, painting… you name it.
There was much joy as we learned on Friday night that this baby, this gift that we call little one, is a girl. I’ve known, or at least suspected as much all along. I don’t know if I’ve fully wrapped my mind around the fact that we are having a daughter this summer, but that will come with time. I’m so thankful that she appears to be growing and thriving just as she should.
But just as we were still dizzy with excitement we learned that my husband’s grandmother passed from this life into the next. She laid down for an afternoon nap and woke up in a much better place. There is peace in knowing she is no longer in pain, but there is certainly grief for those who already miss her so much.
Seasons of joy and grief overlapping at once.
As I sat reading and journaling this morning, the bridge of a song played over and over in my head.
“All of my life, in every season, you are still God, I have a reason to sing… I have a reason to worship.”
I don’t know what season you find yourself in today, but I do know that the Great Comforter and the Great Giver are one in the same and always present. May the peace that passes all understanding be yours this day.