Baby, Baby!

Sweet Little One,

My child-- my fifth! You who are here because your big brother went to heaven way too soon. You who I've longed for, knowing that holding you would bring healing to my empty arms. No, not because you are the healer, but because the Healer uses His creation to rub close-- skin-close, womb-close-- and bring healing. You should know that you are loved and you are longed-for. You are treasured, and you're only the size of an avocado!

I have been praying peace over you, sweet baby--- that you, my little one, would one day be a powerful force of peace-- shalom-- in this world that desperately needs peace. Because the most powerful is most often the most different from what we might expect... a Carpenter. A Servant. A Washer of Feet. A Nazarene Rescuer. So may the peace that your life announces be powerful, because you are made in the image of the One who took on all of the world's "ugly" power to announce powerfully different news- the Kingdom! A Kingdom of Peace. Joy. Hope. Healing. Redemption. Restoration. From your tiniest of days, may you know, sweet baby, the Giver of Peace. May His peace rest heavily in and upon you, and may that peace radiate onto others like a thick, fluffy, warm blanket in winter!

Today, I am so excited! In just a few more hours, we'll (hopefully) get to discover whether you are a boy or a girl. Perspective changes things. So today-- I am excited either way, because I get to know you a little bit more!

You are a gift and a treasure, my child! Can't wait to call you by name one of these days soon!

Love you to the moon and back,
Mommy