The doctor advised that my youngest son would be born with severe genetic abnormalities. The doctor suggested we explore our “options.”
There was no option. God gave us a child, it was our responsibility to take care of him no matter what.
He’s 18, graduated high school with honors, is a computer wiz, and has a lovely girlfriend. He’s been taking care of me so that I can continue working by cleaning up the house, helping with laundry and dishes, and driving me where I need to go.
We trusted God and He gave us an amazing, loving son.
Some people trust God, and He gives them unexpectedly talented children.
Some people trust God, and He gives them special needs children whose care is truly exhausting.
Some people trust God, and He gives them children who live only a few minutes.
The Lord giveth, and The Lord taketh away ... Blessed be the Name of the Lord.