My Dear Child,: by Chioni Mwanza

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My dear Child, I don't know your name, I have not set eyes upon your face, nor have

I felt your little fingers curl around mine. I have not heard you cry, nor have I held you to my bossom to feed you and gaze upon the perfection and grace that God put into your creation....and yet I love you so much that the feeling just floods my soul and makes every little thing I see around so much brighter and full of life! Just yesterday, your father (he talks to you so often, my love!) touched my belly, as he always does when he talks to you and for the first time felt you move within me...Sunday, 26th September, 2010! A special day indeed! We can hardly wait to see you and hold you in our arms...and till that one sweet day, we wait and we watch and we pray that God keep you safe and deliver you safely into this world. So early in life, you have already faced some turmoil....we almost lost you, my sweet precious one and for every second I thought you were gone from me, it broke my heart and the pain tore through me with a force that felt like my very soul was being wrenched from my being! How I wept for you, how I pleaded with God not to take you from me....and Oh! what joy filled my heart when that black and white picture of you inside me came onto the screen and you were jumping about and somersaulting like you have not a care in the world! It was the best picture I have ever had the privilege of setting my eyes on! Later on, laying on my hospital bed with your daddy sitting on the chair next to me I realised YOUR LIFE IS IN GOD'S HANDS! Forget the doctors, the folic acid and all that terrible beetroot your father wants me to eat, its all God's grace! Your life, your conception, every breath you take, every time you kick...it's because of God's grace and mercy! So I dedicate this scripture to you...hear now the Lord's blessing and of his tender loving care unto you! "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. 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, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."(Psalm 139:13-16).

I love you baby and I cant wait to meet you!

By Chioni Mwanza

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