A Year In Review

He did it.

I asked for a closer look and He released a yes over both the big and the small of my life.

With two days away from a natural page-break, I am preparing for another ask for this, another year.

And this one is only gaining momentum as I look back on what the past 360-something days have held.

2011 was my Year to Learn the Lines on His Face. I wanted familiarity with this God-Man. I wanted to grow in the knowledge and understanding of His ways, to move from the curb to the front porch or maybe even the foyer. I wanted to scooch close.

And, wouldn’t you know, that was exactly what this year was about.

We “met” two girls half-way around the world and put on love like it was an outfit change.

We stepped into what’s often categorized as a “feeling” before it was a feeling and He awakened our hearts to feel.

He created love and we fell deeper into Him in the meantime.

We got on a plane to get them, all because of a whisper, but packed for months.

He was close enough to direct but left room for mystery, so that we’d keep coming to back to Him.

He made family out of strangers. Or, rather, He introduced us to the family He’d known would be ours since the beginning of time, who were strangers but for a moment.

He knew what fit us better than we did (yes, adopting outside of the birth order can be a good thing, when it’s His thing).

He showed Himself as author.

And He brought them home.

The second-half of 2011 witnessed us fumble into becoming a family of six, and me into becoming a mother of four, and God delighting in what He made.

Friends, the lines on His face are … beautiful.

2011 revealed some of my worst, because sidling up next to His glory only exposes the vast oceans between my flesh and His deity — but the verdict always gets to be His verdict. And His story is always about beauty. Every time.

He overshadowed me, just like He did my children and my husband. We’re waving a banner of this new story we’ve inherited, not earned.

I got a little closer to His face. And I’ve fallen in love with what I’ve seen.

I came hungry and left wanting even more.

Cheers to the God, unending.


*A few of these photos (the best ones!) are compliments of Lucy O Photography and Mandie Joy

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4 Responses to “A Year In Review”

  1. Kim on

    “And His story is always about beauty. Every time.”
    Love this little nugget of Truth.
    Thanks for sharing your life.
    A grand Adventure indeed!

  2. Kaleigh on

    I don’t think I’ve ever commented before, but I so enjoy reading your blog and being challenged by your words! I’ve read since soon before you left to bring home your girls and have been sooo encouraged to see God’s faithfulness and blessing in your lives…. In fact my Mom and I often found that what you were saying was just what we needed to hear as we awaited a miracle in the life of an orphaned little girl whom our family loves.
    Praying God continues to heal and bless in the New Year!

  3. stephanie on

    A friend shared your blog with me. Thank you for the truth you speak, your honesty about your struggles and triumphs and above all for Glorifying God through it all. I was blessed by your blog tonight. (We have two sons and will travel to get our daughter in China in May)

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