For I will turn their mourning into joy And will comfort them and give them joy for their sorrow. Jer. 31:13
Then David comforted Bathsheba, his wife, and slept with her. She became pregnant and gave birth to a son, and David named him Solomon. The Lord loved the child and sent word through Nathan the prophet that they should name him Jedidiah (which means “beloved of the Lord”), as the Lord had commanded. 2 Sam. 12: 24-25
Just three weeks after saying good-bye to my Azaiah, the Lord opened my womb again. He blessed my empty heart and body with life again. I love him for that. I love him for making himself present in my sorrow. I love him for making himself seen.
It has been a challenging road and pregnancy. My trust has been stretched. My heart has been confused. I don’t expect this child to heal me. I don’t expect her to erase my pain. But I expect that I will be captivated by her. I expect that in her eyes I will see God. I expect to be touched by the healer as he brings life again from my body.
She is due to arrive November 2, Azaiah’s birthday. The way I’m feeling she just may decide to make her entrance early.
Please cover us with your prayers. I’m not sure how much writing I’ll do in the next couple weeks. But stay tuned for baby updates.
