12 years ago we went in for an ultra sound. I'm sure most of you have heard the story. We brought the 3 girls with us to "see" their new sibling. The tech asked Steve to sit down. He responded "I know there are twins in there." (I didn't have his same feeling) The tech said, "I need to make sure there aren't more than 2." I broke out in hives and cried. Not a happy cry, but a fearful cry. Why would God give us twins? I don't know how to do this, we don't have money for this, I'm gonna mess this up. Steve smiled and was calm. Assured me we could do this. No worries. He did agree it might be a financial stretch but we'd figure it out. I was definitely questioning God's decision.
I had no idea how our life would be. But as people are in quarantine these days, I'm able to watch 2 girls, that are best friends. Steve and I couldn't help but laugh tonight at them, laughing, chasing each other, biking, playing on the tramp, playing cards and just being there for each other. Now, obviously, it's not always this way, but God SOOOOOOO knew what He was doing. Why do we question God's decisions and greatness? I don't know, but I know in the past 12 years, I've learn how amazing He is, and how following His leading is so rewarding and better than my best laid out plans.
