Hope Pumpkin

If you look at this picture closely you will see that we have 6 pumpkins on our front porch. No, I am not pregnant, but I do have a very sweet story to share. When Caleb and I went to the pumpkin patch, he helped me choose one pumpkin for each member of our family. The two big ones are for mommy and daddy (mine is the one with the longer stem or as Caleb says, “the long hair”) 😂 and the two medium sized are for Caleb and Joshua. When we were done picking out those, Caleb said, “and one more for Madelyn.” I love how he always remembers her and loves doing things for her. Just the sweetest. After we chose one, he said, “let’s get one more, mommy.” At first, I reminded him that would be six, and we have five in our family. I asked him why, and he couldn’t really say. But it was just a tiny pumpkin, and looking down at his big eyes I couldn’t say no. As we were leaving, it hit me. This was our hope pumpkin. I said, “Caleb, did you want one more for another baby?” He said yes. So, he will now name who all the pumpkins are for, and when he talks about the smallest one, he says, “that’s our hope pumpkin. For our hope baby.” God speaks in miraculous ways, and it’s the most precious gift of all when He speaks through our children. And, there is something so powerful that happens to the spirit when you commit an act of faith in the flesh. Yes, it is a tiny pumpkin, but it is so much bigger then that. It is a declaration of our faith and the cry of our family’s heart. We are claiming that God is good and that He will bring beauty from ashes and make all things new. No child will ever replace Madelyn. She is our first born little girl, and always will be. And the home she has in our hearts is her own, and can’t ever be occupied by anyone else. But, we do have hope. We do claim that God will provide. He has walked with us hand in hand through the valley. Now, as we look ahead and see a mountain, He is there too, arms stretched wide and waiting. And He is telling us to claim it. ❤️