It’s baffling to think that Adele is now three years old. Here comes the typical parental remark: It seems like yesterday that we were loading her up in our vehicle to bring here home. She has brought a ton of joy and flavor to our, what appears now, to be very boring lives sans children.
Adele is such a kind and sweet girl. I love her smile, how she gently looks at me to tell me she loves me, how she wants to hold my hand, and how she will run to me for comfort when tears overwhelm her eyes. I love that she consistently wants other people to be involved in whatever is going on in her little world. I love watching her love on her little sister and I couldn’t be more thankful for her.
As Abigail and I were talking the other night, she now has turned three, next she’ll be in kindergarden, then graduating high school, and then college, followed by (probably) me walking her down the aisle one day for her wedding day. Bizarre. The fact we get to share in her life is a pleasure.
Adele, if you ever find time to read this, I’m praying for you. Praying that one day you will confess with your mouth and believe in your heart that Jesus Christ is Lord. That you would then continue in the grace of our great God, who loves us with a relentless, preemptive love. I want you to know that you will never be too young to begin trusting and surrendering to Jesus. I love you sweet girl!
We love you Adele!