Oh a picture.
A picture can bring on many emotions. They can make you happy, bringing back good memories, they can make you sad, wishing you could go back, they can also make you miss someone terribly. Today was full of pictures that brought all of these emotions to the surface. Every emotion you can possibly imagine, mixed into one. When I opened the file, I was prepared to see a baby I didn't recognize. I thought she would look 100% different than what I remembered. To my surprise, she seemed even more beautiful than the day I met her.
I can't explain the story the pictures tell. They replay the whole scene, seeing and holding her for the first time, looking at her beautiful, perfect features. They are so hard to look out without crying, but for some reason I can't stop looking.
I don't know that I will be able to share them right now. Maybe a few at a time. They are so personal to me. My friend explained it perfectly earlier. It's like showing your most vulnerable parts to the whole world. Like you're totally exposed.
But for now, I will leave you with this.
I don't want the world to know when I'm weak, those moments are for God and me.
For I know He will lift me up and bring me through my darkest valley.
"But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong."
2 Corinthians 12:9 & 10