Little One__
Your Papa and I have been talking to the Lord constantly about you__
And I think every person we've ever met just might be talking to the Lord about you too__
Because this week we found out that you have almost doubled your weight in the past four weeks and the doctors are no longer considering you to be "growth restricted."
You know what this means sweet girl of ours???
You're our tiny, giant miracle.
We've made it to 35 weeks and every time we get news about your intricate little body, the news just gets better and better.
Sweet girl, you're not even in our arms yet and you are passionately loved and adored.
You're prayed for and cherished.
Your sister Hal "holds" you every night, rests her hands on my belly, kisses you softly, and tells you how much she loves you.
Your brother Solomon puts your picture up against his bare belly and runs around the house practicing shouting saying your name all day long.
Oh little girl, you have no idea what a gift your little life has already been to me and your Papa.
You have no idea how the Lord has increased our faith as we have had to surrender your sweet little self to Him constantly.
This morning as I was lying in bed, watching you roll in my tummy, I was thinking about that verse in Romans and smiling from ear to ear:
"He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?"
I have no idea why sometimes the Lord chooses to give and sometimes He chooses to take away except to think upon those words that Isaiah once said,
"My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts," says the LORD. "And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine."
And you sweet girl are the miracle that He didn't have to give, but He gave anyway.
Man, how I love you and can't hardly wait to slide my fingers along your perfect little features.
You're a miracle__
A BIG, FAT miracle that landed right smack in the middle of our ordinary everyday life.
His__mercies__never__cease!! :)
