When Nate works a night shift, sometimes I let Zion fall asleep on the couch just so I can look over and see this preciousness whenever I want.


He spent so many years with no one who loved him enough to sit and stare at him and pray for him and dream dreams for him while he was sleeping.


Some days it’s easy to get lost in the hard of adoption. But when I tuck our son into his bed or watch him fall asleep in his daddy’s arms, I remember. I soak in the beauty of what God is doing.

ImageZion used to sleep here.


Not anymore.



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