For the nine months preceding her birth I was at war, against myself. "Some" people thought I had my hands full with three children, they shook their heads when we had four and at the announcement of #5, the gloves were off. I should have ignored the comments, I shouldn't have imagined the gossip spreading down the pews, I should have prayed for the ones who looked at my growing belly with scorn....but I didn't. I fell, and I fell so hard.
God is good, so, so good! He saw my weakness and He sent reinforcements! I married the most wonderful man twelve years ago! Way back then, Wayne stood out in the crowd. He was different then the other college guys. He was a little bit older, his accent was a little bit stronger and he was the most genuine person I had ever met! Let me tell you, he has not disappointed me! Wayne is my best friend and my hero. He didn't throw up his hands in despair when I crumbled. He prayed for me, silently, out loud and faithfully.
So, as I watch Ruby's toddler antics, I am overcome! She is the answer to fervent prayer! Her name suits her well, she is our precious little gem! I have been richly rewarded despite my numerous failures. When I see my little girl crinkle up her nose and smile at me, I'm reminded how good my Saviour is!

"I Know the plans I have for you," announces the Lord. "I want you to enjoy success. I do not plan to harm you. I will give you hope for years to come." Jeremiah 29:11
That's my favorite verse. Always has been. Ruby is a beautiful, beautiful blessing.
ReplyDeleteP.S. - We still talk about Wayne's accent and the "7-11."
such a sweet post!
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