The reason I decided to call this “Searching for Bird’s Nests” is because of something that happened almost 15 years ago when Rachel had cancer. She had the adult type of Leukemia when she was 2 years old. It was like walking around in a nightmare that we just couldn’t wake up from. When it was all over and we amazingly still had our little girl with us, we saw so many ways that the Lord had blessed us through that nightmare and transformed us and taught us new things we could not have known otherwise. When Rachel’s hair began to grow back, we threw Rachel’s old hair (that we had saved when it fell out) around the yard to celebrate that Rachel was still with us and that she would have hair again. A few weeks later, walking to my car, I saw at my feet a small bird’s nest that had fallen from a tree. Interwoven in all of the tiny little branches was Rachel’s hair that we had scattered around the yard. It seemed like a reminder from God that He can take the darkest, most painful experiences of our lives and weave them together into something beautiful.