“Behold, the inheritance of the Lord,
children, the reward of the fruit of the womb.”
— Psalm 127:3 (LXX)
Sometimes
I wonder if people don’t understand,
The
terrible loss about nature’s hand,
When
pregnancy’s a thing a couple’s denied,
They are called in faith in which to
abide.
We waited
our time and took every chance,
Upon faith
we now find we’ve got reason to dance,
The vision
we enjoy is pregnant delight,
No longer do we experience that
dark night.
With days
to run we now behold time,
Every beat
within our hearts is a resonating chime,
Baby’s uterine
movement is reminder enough,
Our times are about to change—such good stuff!
To you,
the one, we don’t know who you are,
But in
every single way to us you’re the star,
Whether
you’re a boy or a girl really doesn’t matter,
All that matters is you make our
hearts patter.
What
wonder fills us about the coming day,
When you
will arrive and be with us to stay,
Everything
will change in the blink of an eye,
You will give us every reason to
ensure we cry.
It’s too
easy to forget God, who gave you to us,
So it’s
our very certain goal—to thank him, we must,
He has
woven you and knit you, cell upon cell,
Everything God does he certainly
does well.
We have
waited to full term to get to know you,
Our little
baby, our yawner, to you respect is due,
As we wait
upon God, keen to observe,
God willing it will be, we will
hold our nerve.
We have
dressed your nursery with all sorts of adornments,
And it
will be a thrill to see you there in living performance,
You are
the little person, you hold the key,
To complete within us every
measure of glee.
God could
not bless us better than this,
To know
every measure of recounting bliss,
You, he
will give us, entrusting us as guards,
And joy upon joy with which God
bombards.
***
We identify with every couple who has worked hard to get
pregnant; who has had to exercise faith in God to wait patiently. Of course, it
has been worth the wait, as we anticipate the arrival of our special little
creation, that, by God’s good grace, is about to come into being. We, as
parents-to-be, are wonderfully blessed.
Of course, we would value your prayers.
© 2013 S. J. Wickham.
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