Well, I have news. In keeping with tradition on my side of the family, we learned this week that my daughter and son-in-law are having a girl!
While I would have absolutely adored a boy, I must confess I was secretly hoping for a girl. I mean, why else would I have saved a pile of my daughter's stuff for 28 years? I'm talking clothes, shoes, toys, baby dolls, you name it and it's probably in a tub in the attic somewhere. It has to be destiny, my friend and I'm simply over the moon about it.
I'm seriously in love with her already, and we haven't even met. But doesn't she look adorable in her latest photo?
And look how much she's grown since July!
As I watched the DVD they brought back from the doctor's visit, this powerful passage in Psalm 139 came to mind. There she was, my precious unborn grandchild (now about the size of a sweet potato) moving around and stretching her tiny limbs, growing and changing with each passing day. What a miracle, the miracle of life, graciously granted by God.
Until next time, dear friends, may your weekend be one of soft landings and sweet faces.