February 4 is a date forever etched on our hearts. The best reason is Geneva…one year old today! She celebrated this week with the traditional ear infection all our one-year-olds seem to get, but a few doses of an antibiotic soon returned her to her cheery self.
Geneva has reached the squirmy stage, no longer content to sit docilely on a lap. Determined to join the fray, she scoots across the room on her tummy at breakneck baby speed, hands grasping at cars, Legos, army men. She imitates many sounds but, happily for us, shows little interest in walking, perhaps because everyone dear comes her way eventually.
All for One
But we can’t let this day pass without remembering the tender hand of God on our family one year ago. Those days of bedrest and fears-come-true seem another lifetime. In the ensuing year, God has been restoring us all in different ways: Geneva and I, physically; Ken, emotionally; our family, relationally. Geneva’s presence is a welcome reminder of the miracle the Lord accomplished on our behalf…not because we were deserving, but because He is gracious.
Happy Birthday, dear Geneva!
All for Me