day 9 of the photo saga continues. . .
Well, technically. I chose Philip, Paul, Laura and David (well, God in his infinite wisdom and soverignty selected this family for me - I chose to listen.). I was painfully aware that in choosing one, I chose all four (it was something I thought about a lot as I approached dating. Now that I am married, I am very VERY glad that was something I gave a lot of consideration to. It's true: you don't marry a person, you marry a family. There's just no way around it). I couldn't have asked for a better family to become apart of.
I didn't choose my parents and my brother, but given my temperament --- my parents were handpicked by God to raise Josh and I. I still remember being about 10 and being at the kitchen table, hearing our pastor's wife say, "the Lord sure gave you the right parents. . ." as she shook her head and laughed at some of my antics and exuberance. If I did have a choice, I wouldn't choose to have it any other way (they may have! ha! they may not say that now, but I know there have been times where a less willful daughter would have been less trouble. . .) I know one thing for certain, I have done nothing to deserve the family I have. I do not take this huge blessing for granted. I pray that Philip and I can leave a legacy and selflessly invest in our children in the manner which we have experienced with our own VERY BELOVED parents.
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