Beauty For Ashes

 

I don't have a bump picture. 

What I do have is this little beauty. 

She's my beauty for ashes. 

She is the joyous blessing instead of mourning. 

She is the festive praise instead of dispair. 

I love you Boo! 

Our story is like great oaks the Lord planted for his own glory. God's ways are not our ways. 

Happy Mother's Day to every mother. 

Those who were blessed to carry, those who were blessed to adopt.

Those who have lost, those who are still waiting.

 Those who were chosen to love and care for the least of these. 

❤️💐🙏 

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Isaiah 61:1-3

61 The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me,

    for the Lord has anointed me

    to bring good news to the poor.

He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted

    and to proclaim that captives will be released

    and prisoners will be freed.[a]

2 He has sent me to tell those who mourn

    that the time of the Lord’s favor has come,[b]

    and with it, the day of God’s anger against their enemies.

3 To all who mourn in Israel,[c]

    he will give a crown of beauty for ashes,

a joyous blessing instead of mourning,

    festive praise instead of despair.

In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks

    that the Lord has planted for his own glory.