Saturday, February 22, 2014

Penelope Norton Richards

Our girlie is 3 months old tomorrow. It's incredible to think that such a short time ago, we had not yet met. And now we love her more than we thought possible.

4 months ago:



3 months ago:



And 2.5 months ago:



Getting to know another human being is absolutely astounding. How can we be so familiar with her noises, faces, little fingers and toes and still sometimes have no clue why she does what she does? We do know where her strong will came from (her mother). And her quiet fascination in observing everything around her (her father). But the sum of her parts are so much more than a 50/50 blend of us both. I still don't quite understand the math, but from 1 and 1 comes a 3rd. We are still in awe that she is her own person, perfectly known and loved before creation. If we know our daughter and delight in providing for her needs, how much more does our God do the same for her? And for us?

It's been impressed upon our hearts again and again these past few months that our time here is short. And precious. And that every moment spent distracted or wasted on something other than learning to know and love our God (and in turn, knowing and loving each other - each made in God's image) is its own tragedy.

With that mindset, each day - no matter how seemingly ordinary - is an adventure.

May that truth cry out to us in every moment, no matter how small. And may this be our family's identity for all of the years we are given.

//Photos by Megan Decker