Jim at his college graduation weekend this past Spring.
Jim with parents Mike and me, and his two youngest sisters.
Jim with sisters Mary and Liz, and girlfriend Elle.
Twenty-four years ago this past Spring, I was in Florida convinced by telltale signs that I was miscarrying the child I was carrying. I walked tearfully along the beach praying the words from Job, "Though you slay me, yet will I praise you."
Upon returning to Michigan I scheduled an ultrasound fully expecting the bad news that the baby was gone. Instead my grief was turned to joy as I saw the one and only Jim turning two rapid somersaults on the ultrasound screen, at a mere 5 weeks or so from conception. He was moving so quickly the doctor had great difficulty measuring his heart rate.
Today, Jim turns 23! He's a graduate student in theology and we couldn't be more proud of him.
Happy Birthday, Jim! May God bless you in every way!! I thank the Lord for the gift of your life!
God is good. All the time.
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