I had been married twice before. Time passed, my life changed, and I eventually married my “until death do us part” husband. Stephen adopted our oldest two. We were raising our three boys and life pressed on and the years I lived before Jesus faded into the past and my joy in life and God increased. It wasn’t long before I was expecting again. I was thankful for all of the redemption in my life, and this time, I was excited to experience a pregnancy that I was proud to announce. I prayed, and I thanked God every day of that pregnancy. Every day I prayed for the baby. And every day in my prayers I repented of all the things in my past, and I asked for a daughter… and I asked if she could have blonde hair and maybe blue eyes too. I don’t know what prompted me to pray for those features, and blond hair and blue eyes definitely weren’t an obvious possibility, but every day I prayed the same.
On September 8th, our baby was born. We didn’t find out the gender, so when the doctor stretched her arms toward me with that precious bundle and announced the birth of our daughter… and when I saw her; her blue eyes as clear as the oceans, and her hair as blonde as the sun… I knew in that moment that this beautiful miracle was God’s grace; it was him telling me that he had forgiven me. And not only that, but he delights in the desires of my heart.
It is so incredible to me to think that before He formed her, God knew her. It was no surprise to him what she looked like. And it was for the moment of her birth that the desires of my heart were affirmed. We tell this story every time someone asks about her blonde hair or comments on her blue eyes. She sticks out from the bunch of us; Her skin is fair and most of her siblings have a darker complexion and features. It’s funny, when people ask about the kids, they always ask about her, and they never assume anything about the older boys being from previous marriages. Her heart is so big. She loves people like crazy, and as she’s grown, she too delights in sharing this story of God’s mercy and love with others.
Yesterday we celebrated her 12th birthday. I could not be more delighted or more proud of the avid reader, studious 7th grader, artistic, animal loving, joyful conversationist, helpful big sister, and gorgeous young lady (both inside and out) after God’s own heart that she is.
Happy birthday to my forever reminder of God’s amazing grace.