The sweetest little angel visited us today. Gabriel and his mother came to tea. "Gable," as his grandmother calls him, is a perfect and placid, roly-poly six month old brown-eyed miracle. His parents wanted him so badly, for so long, and here he is.
Gabriel's mummy reminded us that good things happen when we hope and pray and wait. Still, she said, we have to learn to be happy when God's blessings don't come in the way, or as soon as, we think they should. If we can't be content with our current circumstances, how will we appreciate the blessings when He does send them our way?