If you don't know what that means, I think it's best explained on this blog. I'm not going to re-hash it here, I just want to share with you a Kairos moment I had a few days ago.
I was sitting on the couch and Lily wanted to climb up with me. Since she can't get onto the couch by herself yet, I pulled her up onto my lap. As usual, she flipped to her stomach and hung her head off the arm rest. She ended up positioned in such a way that my palm was pressed against her chest, right next to her heart.
I froze, because I could feel her heart pumping in my palm. I could almost hear it. And I paused to listen and feel because I know not to take that beautiful heart for granted. Lily had to fight so hard for that heart to work properly, and it just felt like God was right there reminding me again that it's a miracle she is here. It's a miracle she lived long enough for us to adopt her. It's a miracle she was able to have the repair surgery. It's a miracle that she did so well with that surgery.
She's a miracle.