A year goes by quickly...

Don't worry - you didn't miss anything. Ethan isn't already a year old. Rather, it was a year ago that I found out that I was becoming a father. Now, if you're quick on your math, you'll realize that Alysa was only 4 weeks along last Father's Day. "Wow! Isn't that something?!?!?!", you say. (Or maybe it's more like "Okay - and your point is?!?!?!")

Well, to fill you in, let me give just a brief overview of what had been going on before then. You see, we had been trying to come across that little bugger (Ethan, that is) for about two and a half years. He wasn't anywhere to be found. We tried a variety of things: good ol' patience, various levels of assorted medicines, and even relaxing vacations to romantic places. As each month went by, The Human Pincushion* and I were left where we started - only more confused/frustrated/worn out than the month before. (* Oh, sorry - she did change her name back to Alysa; that alias arose due the medley of injectables she went through.)

By God's Grace, Alysa and I each had our times where one of us was "up" when the other was "down". We would, quite literally, take turns reminding each other that God did/does/always will have a plan for us and that even though this chapter in our life is difficult, He's in control.

Now, there were clearly many details that I glossed over. No - THOSE details will not be posted, but perhaps at some point, Alysa will hammer out more about the tears shed, the friends who were such an encouragement (and so much more), the numerous "why us?" questions, etc. Suffice it to say, though, that we are EXTREMELY proud of our son, OVERJOYED with all that God has blessed us with, and AMAZED at His faithfulness - even (and especially) in times when we question the work of His hand.

It is a great and exciting time to be celebrating Father's Day. Rejoice with me in God's gracious outpouring of His love for us. Happy Father's Day!