Last night I was reading about Hannah. Hannah was unable to have children. She spent many days and nights crying out to God for a child. She prayed that if God would give her a child, she would dedicate that child's life to God. God gave her what she desired, He gave her Samuel. This is Etienne's middle name.
I was thinking back to all the nights and early mornings that I sat in my glider, praying out to God. Begging to bring my children to me. While I was crying out, Etienne was most likely lying alone in a crib next to countless other children. Alone and unknowing of love.
I am holding onto this today.