This is important

**ETA: This blog has been a huge comfort to me over the past year and a half. I have wholly opened my heart into nearly every single post. From my writing, it should be evident that I am a woman of faith, with a very strong belief in God and His plan for my life. However, I do not want to offend or discourage readers from this space because I write posts like the following. Please know that in no way am I standing in judgement or 'preaching' or using this as a platform. I am simply sharing my spirit, my faith, my beliefs. I hope you understand.
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Rebekah posted this today and if you haven't read it...you must.

She is a wonderful voice for our Father--He speaks through her words, her actions, her willingness to share.

She writes:

It is an absolute truth that God is beginning and end...knower and keeper of time. He knew that little Tyrus would be our son and that Rebekah's life...and my life...would be drastically shaken; our hearts united. He did not impregnate Rebekah, so that Ben and I could have a family....but he did connect our worlds and bring us together for one common good - sweet, baby Ty.

He makes all things well. He does. That doesn't mean that it doesn't cost us. Ty's life came at a huge price. It cost me years of heartache and doubt...and Rebekah....oh, sweet, Rebekah...it cost her everything. But God showed up - illuminated his love on both of our hearts - and eased the pain.

In a perfect world, everyone would be able to have babies...every birth mom would care for her own...every child would have a happy, healthy, loving family...and foster homes and orphanages would never be needed....

It's not a perfect world.

The best we can do is cry out for God's mercy. Ask him for his help. I cried out to the Father, asking to be a mother.... Rebekah cried out to the Father asking for her baby's family... He cradled us under wing and slowly, through time, brought us together. It's not perfect...we're not perfect. But God. He brought beauty from the ashes, he's given us a fresh measure of love, shown his face to our families, and we are forever changed by this process. I know Rebekah well enough to say that she would agree.

Oh, if this doesn't give you goosebumps and butterflies and big, droppy, wet tears--then I don't know what will. It isn't easy. I guess it isn't supposed to be. But I am so very loved by Him that it really doesn't even matter. I don't have the words to say what Rebekah has said. But I really do believe each word with my whole being. And my Father will hold me, and strengthen me, and love me until the day that He knows is coming.

I could never say it better than Rebekah.