MIA

It has been awhile since I posted anything on my blog site. I'm sorry for those of you who check regularly for updates, because I have been missing in action. But let me stand clear God has still been very present in our lives!!!

As you can see in the picture Braylon has a walker. My mom and gram were in town when we first received the walker and it was so cute to see B and gram both using their walkers to get around. I should have seen if they would race. LOL! ... just kidding!! Braylon used the walker outside to get around and hang out with his big brothers, but indoors he stayed crawling on his knees. It seemed to me that B didn't want to leave his comfort zone. He knows how fast he is hoping around and was fearful that he wouldn't be able to keep up with the rest of us on two feet. It's probably a common reaction when something is new. I can only speak for myself, but its hard to start something new fully committed. Fear creeps into our thought process and convinces us that we can never be as good in a new adventure, so we'd rather stay with the "comfortable" old one. Although that may be a common response or emotion, it doesn't mean we have to stay in that emotion of fear. And I'm so glad Braylon didn't either!!!

Literally within a couple weeks Braylon has moved away from his walker and begun walking on his own!!! The comfort of his crawl has changed into the new explorations his walk can take him too. It all started with three steps to his bottle, then five to a pretty young lady (not me...lol) and now his steps are so many I can't even count. B's walk isn't the prettiest. As a matter of fact his o/t said he looks like Fred Sanford from Sanford & Son... which is so totally true! But it is beautiful to me. To see B walk across the room, pause to catch his balance, then continue around the corner is one of the best things I've seen. Thank you God, for your vision is always bigger than mine.

Braylon is a constant reminder of how blessed we are. Last week, my oldest son Torian, was doing homework. On his third sentence he told me his hand was too tired from writing. My first instinct was get on to him, but then I remembered B. We talked about Braylon and the fact that he doesn't even know how to begin to use one of his hands, let alone complain about it being tired. We discussed how God blesses us all with individual gifts and to not use them would be sad. After the discussion, Torian no longer complained about a hurting hand and later that night he thanked God for all 10 of his working fingers. Because B is a constant reminder for us, I ask this for Braylon..."With this in mind, we constantly pray for you, that our God may count you worthy of his calling and that by his power he may fulfill every good purpose of yours and every act prompted by your faith." 2 Thessalonians 1:11.