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It doesn't quite seem possible and at the same time I can't remember life without him.
He's Here. In My Arms. Safe. Alive. Breathing. Nursing. Pooping. Peeing. Growing. Grunting and Cooing. Wearing his clothes. Sleeping on my tummy. Making his Daddy fall madly in love with him. Meeting his brothers. Keeping us up at night. Making all our dreams come true. Filling our hearts with love. and Gratitude.
So Much Gratitude. all the things Joshua never did, seem like miracles now.
Jeremiah Asher McKeeman
born three weeks early at 5:53 on September 7, 2010. brought into the world through an emergency c-section in the midst of circumstances that threatened both our lives…
but Thank God He's Here! nestled on me while I pray for a life together – a life spent teaching him, loving him, helping him grow, learning to be the mother he needs…
He's Here, Healing my Heart.
I don't know why God didn't let my Joshua stay with me but I am so thankful He has given me Jeremiah.
The recovery has been difficult, but as I spend time healing physically I see that I don't want to just heal emotionally, I want to be transformed. Transformation that comes from walking through the valley of the shadow of death. Transformation that brings true life to every beautiful moment in this journey. Transformation that teaches me how to love and nurture these precious gifts God has given, my children.
Jeremiah means sent by God
McKeeman means he has been entrusted to our family
and Asher is the part of his name that brings the tears fast and full
and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead of mourning,
a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the LORD
for the display of his splendor.
Isaiah 61:3
