Hello tender friends!
We all know that children are a gift from God. But on the way to a friend’s baby shower this past weekend, I had this moment in which I was overcome by this fact and started crying.
First, here’s her adorable bump.

I’m sure we can all quote Psalm 127 all day, but I had a visceral understanding of the fact that every child born is God sending a touch of the image of His divinity to Earth in a way I never have before.

And I know that, even though I’m not pregnant with our second child as I imagined I would be by now, that our future second child is known by God. I wrote this post about how God chose Jacob’s name. He has done it again. The story I’m about to tell is one that I have only shared with my Bible study group, but I pray that it gives hope to other women out there.
About a year ago, I thought that God told me the name of our next child. I didn’t hear an audible voice or anything. It was more like every time I read a Bible story this particular name leapt out at me. And much like with Jacob’s name, I don’t like this name either! (But Proverbs 22:1 takes over because of course God’s choice for a name is the best choice).
I told Anthony that I thought I knew the name of our next child, the same way I did with Jacob. But, exactly as I did before, I told him that I wouldn’t reveal the name because I didn’t want him to be influenced by the power of suggestion.
Then one night we were all sitting in the living room like we do every evening, and Anthony said, “I think the name is _____.” I won’t reveal the name on here until we get it confirmed by other people after I’m actually pregnant, but his guess was the same name I feel the Lord highlighted to me.

So that’s the story. I know that God is faithful, and I (usually) don’t despair despite the fact that the timeline for delivering our next child has gone beyond what I had imagined for myself. I definitely want to have giving birth behind me and I thought that I would by age 38, but that hasn’t happened. I’m so grateful that God has mercifully revealed this to me to keep me encouraged.
What if I’m wrong? It’s kind of bold to say that God is going to do this. But if I’m wrong, I know God is bigger than my error. That’s just the size of Yahweh. And if I’m right, well, praise Yahweh.
Okay, that’s all for today, tender friends! Thank you for stopping by, and thank you to the new friends who have signed up for updates! Monday’s post will be about healing and creativity.
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