I can't tell you how many times I've heard, "I don't care if it's a boy or a girl. Just as long as they're healthy." I've written about that before, I know. I commend you for saying that, I really do, but I have a confession to make...
I don't pray for your babies to be healthy.
Don't get me wrong - I don't pray for your babies to be sick either. I wouldn't wish some of the dreadful valleys we've been through on my worst enemy. Or maybe I would...
The thing is, those valleys taught me so much about life and about Jesus that I sometimes do wish people could experience those things just so they would find Him.
So while I don't pray for your babies to be healthy, I do pray that you'd find Jesus in the midst - healthy or not.
I'll pray that Galatians 5:22-23 would be abundant. That Jesus would show you true love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.
I'll pray that you look at that sweet baby and see them how Jesus does - His gift to you. No matter how it may be wrapped.
I'll pray that He'll give you the strength to put one foot in front of the other every day, never knowing what may be around the corner.
I'll pray that you would pour out His grace on them the same way that He pours His grace on you.
I'll pray that they would teach you even half as much as my babies have taught me.
I'll pray that you would recognize every day is a miracle. Even the hard ones.
And, dear friends, I'll always pray that if you do ever find yourself in a dreadful valley, you would recognize the little miracles, the joy at the bottom.
Because it's there.
You are so loved.