I was so impressed with this sweet testimony of friends Kacie and Jonathan Hunt that I asked permission to share Kacie’s blog as a guest post today. Are our children really ours? Kacie shares a powerful answer to that question as she allows you to see a glimpse of the difficult journey involving trisomy that she and Jonathan went through. I think you’ll be inspired and encouraged by their authentic faith.
I first met Carol Kent years ago at the Christian Booksellers Association. I consider Carol a mentor as I trained with her to speak professionally. Even before I watched her walk through her family tragedy, she impressed me as one of the most godly women I had ever known or met.
One Sunday my husband was speaking at a nearby church. The people invited us to stay for the dinner that would follow. When I saw someone haul out a large basket and place it at the exit into the hallway, I wondered if maybe they were planning for an unusually large offering. 🙂 But after the ending “Amen,” of the service, everyone started taking off their shoes and socks and putting them in that basket. That’s when we knew this would be a dinner unlike any we had ever attended. God was preparing us for some barefoot blessings.
Every mom visualizes the moment when her perfect baby will emerge from the womb—the joy of her heart and life. But the first sounds she hears are not the sweet cooing of a contented infant, but the sharp wails of a screaming stranger. Years that follow may bring a love-hate tug of war between “I love you always,” and a “Who is this, child, anyway?” Is there a true joy of motherhood?