New Baby (Part 3)

When I found out I was pregnant with my final baby, my husband and I were both apprehensive. It was a big surprise. We were filled with mixed emotions, because as I said in past posts, there was so many things going on. We were both pretty stressed.

Of course, my natural inclination in uncertain times is to always run to the Lord. I brought it to him in prayer over and over again. I leaned into his strength, and I sought clarity and understanding. Which, as his word promises, he gave to me.

I knew without a shadow of a doubt I was having a boy. I just knew. We already had a boy name chosen. My husband always said he wanted to name another son “Noah” if we ever had one. So that was the name we settled on. We never even considered a girl name, because I just knew.

Since we had the name chosen, I decided to do a little research on the meaning. It is a Hebrew name meaning “rest” and “comfort.”

When I read that, it was like a light bulb came on! This baby was a gift from God. He was a symbol of the rest and comfort the Lord would give us after the tumultuous year we had had.

Many times during the nine months that I carried my son, God spoke to me through his word, through prayer, and by using others to prophecy over me. Each time he spoke words of comfort and encouragement and reminding me that he is in control. He has a plan that is greater than anything I can imagine.

He even spoke to me a few times on specific ways to handle certain family members who were causing me such pain at the time. He showed me how to love them from a distance and he gave me to strength to forgive them.

I will always cherish the time I had while I was pregnant with my little boy. While it was hectic and a little scary, it was a special time of sweet communion with God.

The darker the night is, the brighter the light of our savior shines. That’s exactly how it was. Now every time I hold my son, I am reminded of God’s goodness and I also know that Little Mister has a special calling on his life. One placed on him by his maker before he ever took his first breath.

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