I often associate anything blue with a boy... don't you??? Just like anything pink is associated with a girl. I'm also more partial to boys than I am to girls, since I have 5 nephews and 1 niece! So it was with great anticipation and excitement that I heard the words, "We're on our way to the hospital" from my good friend's husband last night. I just had this *gut feeling* that the baby would be a boy... especially since everyone had changed their opinion in the past week and said it was going to be a girl! I jokingly told my friend on Tuesday, "T, someone needs to stand up for this baby to be a boy, so I will!" But my excitement was greatly dampened when I checked my email 3 hours later. While my friend did give birth to a little boy, he didn't breathe on his own. Tears streamed down my face as I began to take little Dillon and his health needs before the Greatest Physican of all.
I then remembered a conversation I had with my friend some time ago. We were talking about her pregnancy, and how *easy* it had been. I made the offhand comment, "Well, it's not over yet... you still have to deliver." I thank the Lord for a fast, safe delivery, but now we sit here, waiting for more news, for Dillon had a seizure this morning and is now at the Children's Hospital in Philadelphia.
But God is still faithful, even when something doesn't make sense. He is still in control and is never taken by surprise.
This morning I went yard saling and found the cutest little boy outfits as well as an adorable *boy* picture frame that said: "For this child I prayed....."
Just as Hannah of long ago gave her one, precious son to the Lord, I know that T and J have also given their son to the Lord.... to do whatever HE deems best.