For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland. (Isaiah 43:19)
She is starting to become more real to me, this baby girl we are all waiting for.
We first heard of her months ago, before we knew she was a she. Back then she was a phone call, a story waiting to unfold, a mama’s hand who needed holding.
We fell in step beside her, committed to walking with her for as long as she needed or wanted us. We have learned her stories, started the process of making her family our family. A new kind of in-law relationship. We have broken bread at our table and stood together in worship. She has taken my hand in her hand and held it against her stomach to feel this girl, this daughter, kicking her hellos.
The day we found out the baby growing in her womb was a sweet girl, I wound my way through St. Paul area neighborhoods and looked over to see the sun sparkling off Lake Josephine. A bright blue sky Minnesota July day.
He has been so present, ever present, in this wait.
He makes water stream in the desert. He makes a way where there seems to be no way. For her. For us. For all of us.
Do you not see it?