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The blog last week held an invitation to write a letter each day for a week, sharing with another something precious. We find, our week invites us to write one letter to all of you.
One month ago, on Ma's birthday, we went to a little room with a big screen, not knowing what we would see. Beats, swishes and firefly flickers filled the room and our hearts. And we stood amazed that what once had been closed was now opened.
Friday, we had another opportunity to go to a little room with a big screen. The day before some things began that were a little unsettling and so when the screen showed a pregnant womb without our little loves inside, we knew that Heaven had grazed earth with their lives for a much shorter time than our hearts expected. And so, with little trees deeply rooted and firmly planted in the heavenlies, we loosened our hold of our ideas for earth. Eleven weeks and five days they filled a womb that should have been empty till Heaven. And we still stand amazed. Eleven is Kaf which means open hands - those that give freely what they have been given.
And so we give, because He is so good. The miracle is no less because the outcome looks different. We didn't say yes to an expected outcome but a living, breathing, pulsing story that is still being told. He asked if we were willing. We said yes and laid our wills down for His. He asked us again this morning. We don't know what that means any more than we did upon his first asking, but we know we want to s...
Ⓒ Blue Flame 47.