Two years ago this day our sweet third son was taken from our arms. We miss him and although it gets a little bit easier as the passing days we always feel that something is missing. I see him in the face of every sweet baby boy, I see him in the face of kids with down-syndrome, and I even see him in the face of Ruby. When I think back on how his death has affected us, I am amazed by where God has brought my heart and how he has used his passing to ignite a fire in me for Africa. I know it seems like it has nothing to do with him. But really it has everything to do with Hudson, you see my Father has shown me how much my heart can really take. Setting foot on the African nation of Ethiopia and allowing him to break me for kids who seem to have no hope. My Hudson was that child the one that had no hope yet we were taught to hope in God for him. He passed away despite that hope but his small life on earth touched so many in ways I may never know. I miss him and love him and I rejoice in the fact that he plays with my Savior! Sweet friends if Hudson has touched you remember him today.
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