Dear ones,
I wish I had good news to tell you. I wish that I could pick up that phone and tell you that something wonderful and life altering was happening in my body right now. I sound so ungrateful and lacking so much faith, but I wish that I could tell you what you wanted to hear. The conversation might go something like this
“Hey (insert special relationship here)! How are you?”
“I’m fine. Blah blah blah happened today. How are you?”
“Oh, I’m doing great. A little tired, but that’s to be expected when you’re pregnant.”
“Yeah, that’s true. I hope you feel bet…(stop in middle of syllable)…WHAT? Pregnant? I’m going to be a(n) (insert relationship title here)????”
“Yup.” (wait patiently while shock, joy, and awe noises run their course)
“When…how did you find out?”
“Well….I’ve been feeling a little more nauseous than usual in the mornings, but wasn’t thinking about it because I haven’t had a cycle in a few months and had taken tests before that were negative, but I just had this feeling. And God and I were talking the other night and He told my spirit to check one more time, so I did. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It’s usually just automatic for me to throw out the sticks without really looking at them because I am just so used the results being the same ALL OF THE TIME!!!”
“So, it’s real?”
“It better be! Yeah, I got checked out at Dr. Q’s this morning.”
“God is so good. He IS faithful, Hannah. How did Kaleb take react”
“He said he knew before I did. He cried when we officially found out…and of coarse kissed me like mad.”
(Insert lots of praying, crying praising God etc…)
I wish we could have that conversation. I am praying, and continually praying that we do sometime soon.
Can you let that conversation happen, Lord? I know my (insert loved one) would really appreciate it.
