I haven’t talked much about it yet, but there was a time when Caleb and I weren’t sure that we’d ever have biological children. Today, I noticed a journal sitting by my bedside. There, in the very front was a letter to God, in Caleb’s handwriting, dated March 21, 2013- the day we discovered I was pregnant. Here it is:
Thank you Papa for giving us bread. You are the giver of good gifts. You heard our cries and remained true to your word. We praise you! Praise you! Praise you! You are good. You are Holy.
Father please keep our Boo safe. Give us wisdom and prepare us to care for your child. Help us to look to you as we become anxious about the development and care of this wonderful gift. Help us to praise you in all circumstances.
We are SO overjoyed with your goodness. We are filled with joy at the thought of our Boo in Jaclyn’s belly.
The prayer was in reference to Matthew 7:9-11NIV which says this:
Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!
I don’t know where you are in your walk with God, but today will you say a prayer of praise for the gifts God gives and also a prayer of love to those struggling with infertility? Thank you faithful readers! I pray that God will provide you with his incomparable peace.
Update: I should have said this earlier. If you are struggling with infertility, check-out my friend’s blog in the right hand column called, “Finding Sunday.” It’s awesome.