The other day I read a passage that just hit home in the deepest spot of my heart.
Psalm 139:13-18. You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous--and how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed. How precious are your thoughts about me, O God! They are innumerable! I can't even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand! And when I wake up in the morning, you are still with me!
This spoke deeply to me because this tells me that God knew exactly how Dalton's life would play out. He knew while he was still being knit together everything about him and how it would be. God is amazing. Most importantly for me is that he knew exactly what family he was placing Dalton with. Which to me means that he knew that I was the only mother that was made especially for Dalton.
At some point in our lives we all ask the "Why me God?" question. We will probably never knew the answer to this question no matter the reason we are asking it this side of heaven. God didn't promise to provide a rhyme or reason or an explanation for the things that we will come across during our lifetime. He only promised to walk with us along the journey and to always supply our needs along the way.
Dalton has been doing AWESOME since our move it seems like new words come out everyday. He is also repeating us so much more. Payson is walking everywhere and they are causing all kinds of havoc together! This pregnant momma sure is staying wore out!
Dalton has started with a new speech therapist who is a bit more structured then anything he has done before. We have called in a Behavioral Therapist but it will be a little while before they can start working with him. I'm hoping that this will help with the way he treats people he isn't familiar with. He very rarely tries to hit me or anything. But, when people he doesn't know gets in his space or tries to make him do something he doesn't want to he starts fighting them. We will see how this turns out.
He gives power to the weak,
And to those who have no might He increases strength.
Even the youths shall faint and be weary,
And the young men shall utterly fall,
But those who wait on the Lord
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.