You can’t help but wonder why some things happen. It’s a natural reaction when something happens that causes you worry and stress, and doubts and fears, to question why me? Why us? Why is this happening to my family?
Two months ago my son and daughter-in-law were blessed, quite prematurely, with a one pound baby daughter. I’ve watched this tiny bundle of God’s Grace fight with a strength her tiny body can’t contain to stay here on earth with us. Her determination and feistiness spreads out and touches everyone who comes into contact with her as she overcomes obstacle after obstacle, setback after setback and thrives from the challenges. At nearly 3lbs now she is our Grace from God and we are all truly blessed to witness her journey and have her in our lives.
Yet I wonder what we, her parents, grandparents, brother, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends who already love her, are to learn from her battle? I know there is something for each and every one of us to grow from, to learn from, as we pray and hope and trust in her continued health and well-being. Some lessons are harder than others, they hurt more and change you in a more significant way, brining you from who you were to who you are meant to be.
I look forward to whatever little Avery Grace has come to teach me.