Had we made a mistake?

Getting the mail is never a fun time around here. Day after day, bill after bill it can be very overwhelming. Diapers, formual...three little mouths to feed. Was I wrong? Was it a mistake to have had the baby in such times of need? I actually wondered this. Should we have waited to have another baby? Was the timing wrong? These are the lies that raced through my mind.

Then God reminded me. He reminded me that He knew her before she was born. He knew her before I was born. He created her for such a time as this. That He knew her days. He knows the plan for her life. She had arrived at the most perfect time. She was made to live now.

Looking at the sitaution from my eyes it seemed as though I could have made a mistake. How could we bring another person into the world when we were struggling so much to just get by? But God sees the whole picture. He sees the whole story. He knows that this is her time. And as I stared down at her little face, I knew in my heart that He is right and He will provide. How could something so beautiful and so perfect be a mistake? She completes us. We are all head over heals in love with her. She was given to us as a gift. We all at different times have been caught with love in our eyes just staring at this little life thinking about what a blessing she is.

I have thought about the long road that led to her arrival. The loss of two baby's, the longing to have another child. And now here she is. Not a minute too soon, not a minute too late. She was right on time because God knew her days. God knows best and He will provide.

Isaiah 49:1 Listen to me, you islands;
hear this, you distant nations:
Before I was born the LORD called me;
from my mother’s womb he has spoken my name.


Psalam 139:13-18
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.