are ages 9, 7, and 2.
Grace will be 10 in about a month, and I find myself relishing all the more this kind of shot: one with them all laughing, nestled together in a moment of sibling bliss.
I can see each one's personality and even how unique connections exist between their pairings: how the eldest automatically covers and encases the younger; how the baby laughs in the embrace of his brother's strength and his sister's care; how our middle is the center of wisdom and a decidedly lackadaisical merriment for life - which is exactly the combination he needs.
I see the bond between a brother and his nearly 8-year senior sister - part caretaker, part protector...always friend.
Will they be this close even as they live entirely different life phases?
Will he always know her sacrifice so graciously offered (usually, that is) just to see him healthy and happy?
And when they're 64, will these brothers still rush to clasp onto one another after an hour, a day, a month, or even a year spent apart?
Will Elijah always hear his baby brother's gleeful cry of "Buuuuubbbbaaaaa!" as he runs full-speed into his arms as a declaration of "You are my brother, faithful and true - where have you been?"
These are reminders of my deepest hopes. They are only two-fold for, of all the other possibilities...of stumblings or thrivings, victories or defeat...I remain unafraid.
I hope only that they'd know their Maker and love Him, and
so then love one another fiercely.
Always.
Then this mother will have arrived.
Grace will be 10 in about a month, and I find myself relishing all the more this kind of shot: one with them all laughing, nestled together in a moment of sibling bliss.
I can see each one's personality and even how unique connections exist between their pairings: how the eldest automatically covers and encases the younger; how the baby laughs in the embrace of his brother's strength and his sister's care; how our middle is the center of wisdom and a decidedly lackadaisical merriment for life - which is exactly the combination he needs.
I see the bond between a brother and his nearly 8-year senior sister - part caretaker, part protector...always friend.
Will they be this close even as they live entirely different life phases?
Will he always know her sacrifice so graciously offered (usually, that is) just to see him healthy and happy?
And when they're 64, will these brothers still rush to clasp onto one another after an hour, a day, a month, or even a year spent apart?
Will Elijah always hear his baby brother's gleeful cry of "Buuuuubbbbaaaaa!" as he runs full-speed into his arms as a declaration of "You are my brother, faithful and true - where have you been?"
These are reminders of my deepest hopes. They are only two-fold for, of all the other possibilities...of stumblings or thrivings, victories or defeat...I remain unafraid.
I hope only that they'd know their Maker and love Him, and
so then love one another fiercely.
Always.
Then this mother will have arrived.
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