From the day we found out Rachel was expecting up to today, with only a week to go until we induce (if Rachel makes it that far), it feels like it has been just a couple of weeks, not 8 or 9 months.
In that time, so much has happened that reinforces to me the fact that life begins at conception. Emily Grace is a squirming, kicking, hiccuping little girl not yet born. I think of how so many things had to come together perfectly to form this beautiful child.
I gain some insight to the mind of God when He told Jeremiah, "Before I formed thee in the womb I knew thee..." (Jer. 1:5). Before Emily Grace is even born, I love her. I know she is mine, and regardless of what anyone says, she is a child- my child. I can only imagine how much more Rachel loves her, because she has carried her, felt her kick, squirm and hiccup.
God is amazing in what He does. We are indeed fearfully and wonderfully made.
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