Psalm 127: 3 Behold, children area heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. 4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth.
Psalm 131: 2 But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me.
The other day we had a last minute ultrasound. We had the ultrasound tech put the baby's gender in a sealed envelope and then sat on it for a couple days, unsure if we were going to look at it or maybe more like, unsure when we were going to look at it. There had been some talk that we might like to have a big to-do about revealing what the baby is (maybe with our families in Michigan). But... that just seemed like so much hoopla to put together. So, we opted to keep it sweet and simple and let our awesome little boys do most of the revealing, with Jackson reading whatever was on the paper.
Turns out we are having another son.
I have been feeling him move. Little flutters in my belly. And I know that the Lord chose him just for us. He is going to be a part of our family and bring something to us that we don't already have. I wonder if he will look like Jackson, like Max, neither? I wonder what about him will make me fall more in love with him than I already am?
I know there were a few people hoping for a girl. Even me, at least a little bit. Hoping for one maybe, but I admit, I totally expected that this baby would be another boy. And I know he is a blessing. I hope I can be part of raising him and his brothers into arrows in the hands of God, into people that will love like Jesus, protect and respect those around them, and who will stand up for what is right.
I hope I have calmed and quieted my soul enough to hear what the Lord wants me to do with these sons. I need to keep growing in that area, listening to the Lord and His leading for my job as their mommy. I pray that He will bring me closer to Him so that I can lead the boys that way as well. Boys, boys, boys. Oh my goodness. I guess I should start looking forward to the years of smelly boys who eat me out of house and home, as I know that will be here before I blink.
Thank you Lord, for boys. For my boys and for all the sweet words of congratulations from friends and family. Thank you for the excitement of Jackson and Max, as they heard the idea that they are getting a little brother. And thank you so much for their dad, who is excited beyond belief to have another little guy running around here, lighting up our house and giving us laughs.
Thank you for the constant reminder, kicking me in the belly, that You are in control, that You have a plan and that You are giving me the grace to live it. Thank you for THIS baby, for this baby that I prayed for and wanted for what felt like a long time. Your plan is good. And so are You.
