364 days ago, we celebrated Thanksgiving in Seattle huddled around Ava's hospital bed. Our friend had ordered us a delicious meal from one of her favorite restaurants and we carefully opened each package and savored the familiar smells. We were in such an unfamiliar place. We were no stranger to the hospital setting, but this thing we were doing, this bringing our daughter to the brink of death with radiation to infuse her with a second chance at life was new, and scary, and lonely.
With Ava's bed as our table, we spread out our thanksgiving feast and ate our pumpkin pie. I'm not going to lie, it felt kind of terrible to celebrate a day of thanksgiving in the very center of our pain and uncertainty.
Today, we are gathered around a table brimming with food and a house that is bustling with family. It's the real deal. And, so with hearts full we thank God for how far he has brought us and for his promises that precede even our darkest days and we remember, again, that he is faithful even when our world seems to be crumbling before our eyes. For how could we forget his faithfulness and love when he paints it across the sky for our eyes to see and our hearts to witness that he is good, his love endures forever.
#werememberyourpromises #forhowcouldweforget #yourlove #thanksgiving2015
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