I knew what to expect. Ultrasound scoped out my daughter, now all grown up, so it wasn’t a complete surprise.
Until I saw inside the womb through the wonders of technology.
Until I saw the profile of baby Hadley’s smooth brow and perky little nose.
Until I saw her wiggle and kick and raise her arm over her head.
Was she praising her Creator?
I managed to keep the Grandma tears in check.
Until the technician turned up the sound for the heartbeat line rippling across the monitor.
“O my God,” my own heart beat out. (Can that not be a prayer?)
“O my God and Creator, worthy to be praised and glorified, Maker of heaven and earth and everything seen and unseen. Who can do what You do?”
The Psalmist said,
“The darkness and the light are both alike to You.
For You have formed my inward parts;
You have covered me in my mother’s womb.
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made …
My frame was not hidden from You …
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me,
when as yet there were none of them.”
(Psalm 139:12-16 NKJV).
If God can observe us and form us and care for us in our mother’s womb, is there any place on this earth or any situation in our lives where He cannot see us? Will He stop caring for us? Will He abandon us?
“Can a woman forget her nursing child …
Surely they may forget, yet I will not forget you”
(Isaiah 49:15 NKJV).
I’m so glad.