Five Minute Friday

It's that time again: Five Minute Friday. The time in which I get to write, for me, without worrying about any of it. Allowing my words to flow.

1. Write for 5 minutes flat on the prompt- no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Meet & encourage someone who linked up before you.

This week....."Gift".....GO!

I look around, surveying my domicile from my place on the couch. Surrounded by piles: Piles of clean cloth diapers of dirty diapers, of clean laundry, of books, of toys, of boppy pillows, of clothes all sizes. I see the kitchen with its piles of dirty dishes and unread mail, of "stuff" that needs to be gone through and sorted away.

I see two swings, a bouncy, a pack n'play, cups of water, day old sippies that have rolled under the TV cabinet. Ground in banana on the wood floor, rice crispies in the cushions next to me, a stain on the brown couch, from where someone spilled or spitup, I don't know.

I smile. I revel. I rejoice. This is the life I thought I would never have. It may be chaotic and messy, and not at all as I imagine, but it is ours': Mind, body and soul. These four small faces that look at me, mouths open in various smiles, one with pearly white teeth, 3 with those gummy smiles that are so precious, in that they don't last long.

Amidst this dishevelment is life, is a life thought never to come into existence. And through the creation of one life, our life, are the lives of our little ones, who will grow, who will love, who will become {prayfully} the people that He needs them to be. 

Sarah laughed. Hannah wept. I have done both. I have wept at what we thought never would be; I have laughed at what we thought would have been. In both God has gifted us beyond what we ever thought possible. All of this, the messes and mistakes, the struggling to do what is right, to raise these precious little ones: Our oldest and our triplets, it is a Gift, one that I gladly accept.

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