Soon I will be meeting him face to face. I will hold him in my arms. I will stare at him for hours. I will marvel at how he was formed in my womb by the Life-giver. I will be excited to introduce him to his brother and sisters. I will nurture him. I will protect him- my newborn son.
I will hate it that he will get sick, feel pain and be heart-broken. I hate it that one day he will sin against God. I hate it that I will fail him just as I have failed my other children. But there is a hope in me that goes beyond my own abilities and my own worth as a parent. It reminds me of the Bill and Gloria Gaither song, “Because He Lives.”
How sweet to hold a newborn baby,
And feel the pride and joy he gives;
But greater still the calm assurance:
This child can face uncertain days because He Lives!
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,
Because He lives, all fear is gone;
Because I know He holds the future,
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives!
Lord, I ask you to give my son a voice to speak your name. Give him arms to reach for you and hands to cling to you. Give him feet to run to you and a heart to passionately pursue you. Perfect Father, may he become a man who looks to you and says, “You are all I need.”