Tuesday, August 31, 2010

To my Child


Straight from my heart,

Dear Child,

I am writing you another letter. Although I knew you would come, I never had the idea of when, or even how. All medical reasons why you may not come kept mounting, physically and psychologically drained with syringe of injections, drugs, surgeries and investigative procedures that kept bringing up more issues than I could bear.

That was the painful part.

My pastor took one look at me in March and said, “No shaking”, I was really looking forward to some big prayers to clear out the roadblocks and bring the miracle but I guess God knew I had no problem. The good part is that we have faith to believe, faith to give our hope the substance it needs to bring what our heart desires out into realities. We believe in God who is able; and who has promised. We also hold Him to His word which he has sworn by himself not to fail.

And you came! The journey to realisation began when we least expected and I am convinced all is well with you; with the barrage of prayers and well-wishes as my bulge begins to show; a little too early if I must say, but I guess you are going to be a big baby! This time around don’t worry, the host of heaven is watching over you to bring you forth at the right time into our waiting arms!

Keep swimming in the love of all around you, my child of promise, the evidence of God’s power in our life till we see face to face. Maybe I will write another letter, or maybe I will continue our journal till we see face to face. Daddy is reading and piling up more knowledge on how to meet our needs. He can’t wait to hold you in his arms!

I sure love you and I am committed to doing all I can to see you at the right time.


  1. What can Our God not do? He makes all things beautiful in His own time

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  3. wow! congrats..so happy for u. the lord is good and he makes all things beautiful in his time.

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  4. And then he finally came in the cold season of December while still preparing for his arrival. The pitter patter of little toes, to the waiting arms of his parents, both with joy and mixed feelings, looking so fragile and white skinned.

    Could not believe he was the same frigile little tot i saw then, as he seems to be getting bigger and fairer by the day. Omo tun tun, welcome to the world. You shall live to surpass your parent's achievement in life.