This time...just the eyes.
Brielle was rolling around in her bedding as Oksana, our nine-year-old daughter, played with our favorite toddler in her bedroom. The blanket casting the yellow glow is her favorite. The birth-grandmother of Brielle's mama, Anna, made the blanket for Brielle. Adoption is creating the most beautiful legacy in our family! Thank you, Sharon, for your love for Brielle!
Beautiful picture!
ReplyDeleteDear Mrs. Beaver,
ReplyDeleteI was just at your other blog and am so excited about Eric and Lissie's news!! Congratulations! What a blessing from the Lord!
I have been wanting to write you since an experience that I had a few months ago. I had the opportunity to attend a college-age-focused conference in another state with a small group from the church of which I am part. This conference is attended by thousands of people from all over the nation as well as other countries. As I was standing in the food court before the conference started, I remarked to my sister who was standing with me, “I wonder if the Beavers are here.” I knew that not all of you would be able to attend such a conference, but still, so many times I have thought and wished I could meet you and your family that this thought naturally came to mind. It had not been five minutes, I don’t believe, since my remark that I looked around me and there, just about three yards or so behind me were some of your children! I could hardly believe it. I was shocked. I gaped to my sister, “The Beavers are here!” She was surprised, too. I wanted so badly to speak, but I didn’t want to interrupt the conversation your children were engaged in with some other people. Finally, I decided to go ahead and approach the group. I spoke briefly with Jaynie and Sarah, but I was still so shocked, that I didn’t say much and ended up moving back to my former spot after just a few minutes. There were so many more things that I would have liked to say, but was unable. I was in awe of such a sweet gift from my Lord, for surely no one could think that such a meeting could be ascribed to chance. How kind my Father is to have seen this little desire of mine and to make it possible for me to realize it. It put me in awe. Perhaps one day I will get the chance to meet you, as well, and possibly to get to know your family to some extent. If not, then I look forward to the time when we are all gathered together in our Heavenly Father’s home where we will be with hundreds and thousands forever who have loved and served our Lord.
Have a wonderful weekend,
In Christ,
Whitney M.