Dear Beanpod,
We’re still here in Tuscola using numbered blocks to keep track of how much time we have until you’re here. Right now we are at 97 days.
Something funny has been happening in our backyard this summer. Almost every time I look outside, there are bunny rabbits. I’ve been enjoying this summer of rabbits, watching them as they hop around, enjoy the bird seed that’s fallen on the ground, and especially as they look quizzically back at this human that is admiring their play. They are welcome here.
It occurred to me that I really didn’t notice nearly this many rabbits before. Perhaps I simply wasn’t paying attention. And then I remembered that this indeed is the Year of the Rabbit according to the Chinese calendar.
I’m sure there are a multitude of reasons that there are more bunny rabbits here this season, but you’ll find that your father is not someone that believes too much in coincidence.
For me, this summer of bunny rabbits in the Year of the Rabbit, your year in fact, means something profound to your father. It’s a signal from God to demonstrate the connection of all things in my past, to get to this moment, to be your Dad. The plan is working itself out. His plan, not mine.
The truth is, I didn’t plan to be here in Tuscola, to meet your Mom. There was a time when all I could see was a future and a life that did not look anything like this. And sometimes, I’ll admit, I worry that I can’t fit all the parts of my life together, as if I’m supposed to. Your father is only human.
These rabbits that are gracing our property with their presence this summer are a blessing, and I believe they are trying to tell me something. Our God in heaven has made the way for you, and soon enough, with your coming, I’ll find out more about the truth of my life and what it has meant until now than I have ever known before. What a beautiful moment that will be.
See you soon, our bean pod.
Love,
Your Dad

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