I was in my kitchen tonight making strawberry-banana pies and watching old re-runs of The King of Queens when I realized that today is June 25. June 25 will always hold a special place in my heart but today, I think it truly symbolizes God’s grace. On June 25, 2002, I had to tell a very sweet guy that I couldn’t marry him…and on June 25, 2007, I miscarried my first baby. Those were probably the two hardest days of my life. And now, June 25, 2010, I have a wonderful husband (who I met July 4, 2002…yup, just 8 days after the break-up) and two precious, precious babies (that wouldn’t be here if my first pregnancy had gone to completion). June 25 used to remind of sad things, but now, I see God’s finished work and am so thankful.
Happy June 25,