Finally today, I had to step away. There's a garden just outside of the hospital where my baby's baby is. I walked to the end of its labyrinth path and found a bench in the sun...next to a gushing fountain spilling on stones. A flowering tree was just upwind, and it's fragrance, and the water sounds and the sun held me--as if I were the newborn.
Holding Elayna in our arms today we all searched for words to say. "Perfect," "beautiful," "treasure," were a few of the choices. But really there were no words. In our pictures none of us are speaking. We are embracing her in our arms--yet holding her closer than our embrace can accomplish. Ah, we hold her in our hearts.
God who speaks his love to us seems to have given-up on words long ago...Love embraces us, achingly pouring wonder into our souls. Singing birds, a smiling child, a splashing fountain, the warm sun, a dancing breeze or a fragrant blossom. You are loved, and there are simply no words!
Grace and peace to you.