Those memories still play over and over again in my mind each Christmas. This time last year I was mourning the loss of our baby boy Korbyn. But this year, although we miss him dearly God has smiled on us with the gift of his brother Eilan. Our story reminds me of a scripture in the book of Ecclesiastes that talks about seasons in life. King Solomon, in all of his wisdom, shared about the cyclical nature of life.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance...