Dear Aurora, March 7, 2014
Tonight,
while I was knitting, your Daddy came in and asked what I was making.
“A scarf?” he asked. He loves scarves!
“Nope,” I grinned.
“A sweater?”
“Nope.”
“Socks?”
“Nope.”
“Gloves?”
“Nope.” He’s not very good at guessing, is he? Heehee.
“I give up.”
“A blanket,” I told him. “I hope she likes it.” (Isn't it pretty, pink and blue and purple? All different colors, like an aurora in the sky.)
“She? Is there something you need to tell me?”
I giggled, knowing he would say something like that. Ever since I’ve joked around about being pregnant, he’s been on high alert. “No, silly. I knew you would think that. I’m just knitting this for Aurora because I can…and because I want to.”
“Nope,” I grinned.
“A sweater?”
“Nope.”
“Socks?”
“Nope.”
“Gloves?”
“Nope.” He’s not very good at guessing, is he? Heehee.
“I give up.”
“A blanket,” I told him. “I hope she likes it.” (Isn't it pretty, pink and blue and purple? All different colors, like an aurora in the sky.)
“She? Is there something you need to tell me?”
I giggled, knowing he would say something like that. Ever since I’ve joked around about being pregnant, he’s been on high alert. “No, silly. I knew you would think that. I’m just knitting this for Aurora because I can…and because I want to.”
My
darling daughter, whenever God decides to bring you into our lives, I want you
to know something. Right now, as I write
this, you have not even been conceived yet.
But, your Daddy and I have already picked out your name, and we are
already looking forward to having you in our lives. You are already precious to us. You are already loved by us.
I
can only imagine that this is sort of what it was like for God before He
created the world and us in it. In the
book of Jeremiah, God tells us that “Before I formed you in the womb I knew
you.” He knows everything about
you. He knows how many hairs you will
have on your head, what color your eyes will be, what sorts of things you will
like and dislike, even what every single day of your life will be like because
He has already numbered them all for you.
God
knows you and loves you more personally and intimately than anyone ever
will…even more than your Daddy and me.
We hope and pray that as you get older you come to know how precious you
truly are to Him and to us, and how much we desire to see you grow into a
beautiful woman of God.
With love now and forever,
Mommy