Just something really quick and personal I wanted to share that is probably of very little importance to most people (especially given this terrible football weekend we just experienced, more on that later). Razorback Football has always been a big deal to our family, we absolutely love it, and even though Football Season usually coincides w/ the harvest season (a busy time on the farm) it’s always been a priority. In order to tell how significant this story is, I have to first rewind and tell you where we were last year…
As we parked and approached the stadium this year I couldn’t help but remember how we felt last year as we made that same exact walk. After several failed attempts, my wife and I were finally pregnant w/ our daughter, Shelby Mae. I can still remember how nervous we were because all of our past pregnancies had ended badly. I can remember being able to put off those feelings of nervousness each time I would point out a cute little girl holding onto her daddy’s hand wearing one of those Razorback cheerleader outfits and saying to myself that that will be me in a few years, I couldn’t wait. I also remember sitting in the stands and waiting nervously for my wife each time she would go to the restroom and asking her if everything was okay when she got back. I couldn’t tell you very much about the game at all…
Well, fast forward a few months. Shelby only got to spend a split second w/ us here on Earth but trust me, she had the best seat in the stadium for the game this weekend. Yeah, everyday has a little sad spot attached to it as we remember Shelby but God has a funny way of making things awesome though. This weekend I know the game didn’t turn out the way we had planned but for me the weekend couldn’t have been more perfect. You see, God blessed Donna and I w/ a perfect baby boy and this weekend he took his sisters place in what would have been her first Razorback Game and he got to tickle Tusk on the nose. I don’t think many people noticed it but Donna and I both had tears in our eyes at some point during the game w/ the same thoughts. We didn’t realize it until we talked about it later that day…
I could hear people saying, “check out the baby tickling Tusk’s nose!”
I know that there are people who don’t believe in God or answered prayers, but how can our family believe otherwise??
Update: There are photos from this weekend available here…
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