I sit here late this night so emotionally alive and aware of life that I cannot rest. I am overwhelmed with what is happening inside of me. Part of you and part of me and all of God's goodness and grace.
So many times women get pregnant and regretfully sigh, "Why me, I don't deserve this". They wish it were only a nightmere and want to wake up.
I find myself crying, "Why me, I don't deserve this". I fear it an impossible dream and am afraid of waking up!
Your seed in me. Your love in me. Your child alive in me. I am so in love... with you, with Ethan, with the promise of what he'll be - what he already is.
God's plans for him are beautiful and perfect and He's trusting you and me to guide him in seeking and following them.
There's nothing worthy or true in living outside of God's graces, nothing lasting or fulfilling, nothing that produces life. I want life for our son and I know that you do too. Life that gives life - that enhances life! Life that breeds blessing and joy and shines light in dark places. Life that loves and laughs and mourns and is mighty! Life that celebrates life!
Thank you for loving me. Bless you for blessing me with this child. I feel God's hand upon us, my Love. I am believing for miraculous tomorrows. I love you. I love our son. I love our Father. I love the hope of our future together.