growth and memories

I was cleaning out a closet the other night.
Getting rid of things that are not needed anymore.
Organizing what is...


And I found it there... a midst the many items that are no longer used anymore.
A small small article of clothing...
Made for me by a dear friend.
Not a facebook friend...


A real live flesh and blood friend.
That's where I respect you the most...  in the realness of this world my friend...
in the mess of it all, just popping in and showing up.


She had made the pattern from clothing...
Clothing that was on a stuffed bear that was in her daughter's bedroom.

I was so scared...
My first child, he was so small...
They were taking him early, and we knew not why...
Just that my body wasn't supporting him like he needed.


I wondered how... if my body couldn't take care of him...
how would I be able to?


And then he came...
perfect in every way, but very small.


My friend made me three of these little outfits for him.
I was so excited!
Something that actually fit!
Something he could wear!
What a blessing.


And now...
the blessing pours out each day.
Almost a young man now.


I wonder what my Lord has in store for you son.
Cloth yourself in his righteousness...
Walk in His ways
His word as your light...


I watch you grow...

A miracle before my eyes.