Today, a dear friend whom I have known for 40 years shared a photo of his unborn grandson while still in the womb.
What a gift and reminder!
I am always amazed at the advancement of ultrasound technology and the knowledge God gives to mere mortals.
What humanity calls an embryo or fetus, Abba Father calls a human being worthy and ordained with purpose and destiny.
The intricate details of God’s precious child while still in the womb!
Such quiet beauty, I am in awe and wonder!
There was a time that the details of our being were only seen by our Abba Father, invisible to the naked eyes of humanity yet every fiber of our being were clearly seen by Deity, beheld by His Royal Highness, The Creator of the universe.
The picture that my friend shared took me back to the year 1988 when my youngest child was born 12 weeks early, weighing only 2 pounds and 2 ounces. She was so tiny and fit in the palm of my hand.
I will not dwell here on the ugly events that led to an emergency c-section and her premature birth. I will say this: I was at her side daily, spending hours in the NICU. She was surrounded by all kinds of machines, a light above that emitted heat, with an IV in her arm, and tubes inserted in her mouth, nose and lungs She was surrounded also by a caring team of doctors and nurses. I sat by her side, praying, talking to her, sometimes feeding her through the openings in her transparent incubator, caressing her face, legs and arms, and encouraging her to fight, to breathe, to live.
What a glorious day when she was able to go home. It was surreal.
After weighing her, she had finally reached the magical weight of 5 pounds and all those in NICU were so happy and were clapping their hands. I sat down quickly in a nearby chair and just sobbed quietly. That was the day that the pent-up emotions of the previous weeks came gushing forth. For seven long weeks I had been holding my breath.
I sobbed at the realization that I could take her home, that she was going to live. One of the nurses stood by me and patted my back, hugging me. ”Hey, why are you crying now? You didn’t cry before, why now?” “Because I am so relieved and happy that she will make it”
So, you see….
In gazing at the picture that my friend shared with me, I cannot help but bow my knees in worship to my Heavenly Father, to Him who sits on the throne, unfazed by the opinions of a lost world, but a world He loves deeply, unconditionally.
O Lord Our Lord how excellent is thy Name,
how Majestic is thy Presence,
how Splendiferous is thy Handiwork!
Wow! We praise You O God that we are wonderfully made in Your Image & Likeness!
Wow! Wow!!
Jeremiah 1:5 – Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.
Psalm 139
13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
