It’s Not About Us…

For months I’ve been somewhat unsettled with the praise we’ve received with Evanna and her care, and haven’t been at ease in accepting (or heck, sometimes even believing) the compliments we’re received.

Because here are my more internal thoughts: It’s not, and hasn’t been, easy. We’ve shed our share of tears in fear, worry, frustration, and sheer tiredness. There’s been stress…lots of stress. We’ve had to learn to accept help from, and rely on, others…including financially.

Also this: We don’t feel like we’re doing anything out of the ordinary. We’re just loving our little girl as best we can.

But many of those thoughts changed Sunday with the realization that our care of Evanna is (and should be) a reflection of our faith.

And my hope would be for people to get a glimpse of that in her story, because it’s not about us. And it’s not even about Evanna. It’s about what God is doing through us, through her as she grows, and who our hope is in…

For to this end we toil and strive, because we have our hope set on the living God, who is the Savior of all people, especially of those who believe. 1 Timothy 4:10, ESV

For months I’ve been somewhat unsettled with the praise we’ve received with Evanna and her care, and haven’t been at ease in accepting (or heck, sometimes even believing) the compliments we’re received. Because here are my more internal thoughts: It’s not, and hasn’t been, easy. We’ve shed our share of tears in fear, worry, frustration,…