Only through His love...: Ordinary Moments = God's Extraordinary Grace

That phrase(ordinary moments = God's extraordinary grace) has been going through my mind since I heard it a couple weeks ago at church.
As I'm feeding Ainsley, or watching the kids play with her, tucking her in her bed, giving her a bath, just walking with her grasping my finger. Seeing Ainsley reach her arms out for Greg to hold her for the first time,(and then watching him melt). I find myself thinking of all the times we didn't get to do this for the first 2 years of her life. And it makes me sad for what we missed...but also so very aware of the miracle these everyday, ordinary moments are! Slowing down and seeing how God gives so many gifts in these things makes me think of how very much I take for granted.
This is such a bittersweet time. I see Ainsley working very hard through her grief, and trying to trust us. She is sleeping well and a lot- I think she is just plain exhausted from all the newness of everything. My heart sank for her this morning when she woke up, and you could see the realization of everything come over her and just those sad eyes.
Don't get me wrong, there are also a few smiles- especially for the kids!
I feel like God is trying to teach me a lot (again) along the way here...
when I'm longing for Ainsley to curl up in my arms, when I pick her up- yet in reality she is stiffening up and won't look at me. And I try to tell her in words and actions just how much we love her already and want her to know that. Then..I hear God whispering in my ear- Robin, this is how I feel when I long for you to receive my love. But sometimes you're so busy, so self reliant, so full of pride, so afraid, that you try to do this "life" on your own. I'm so thankful that He meets us where we are, and doesn't wait for me to get it right! Praying that Ainsley will not only receive our love, but God's love for her and His hand on her life!

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