Just last week I learned that I'm going to become a grandma!
It came sooner than I expected, but it's welcome news. My son, Mike, and his wife, Rachel, are having a baby.
This will be a first grandchild for my husband, Chuck, and I.
Chuck has been grinning like a Cheshire cat. Our son, Zach, hasn't said too much, but I think he's pleased.
Already I've been praying that the baby will be healthy, will be able to see and hear and will have a strong heart and lungs.
And I'm reminded of some verses in the Old Testament book of Psalms. They're found in chapter 139, starting with verse 13.
"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."
Wow. Imagine that.
All of our days have been written in God's book before they ever come to pass.
So there must be a page telling about a tired, fuzzy-haired grandma-in-waiting who sits in front of a computer and writes a blog about a baby who's on the way, right?
What other chapters lie ahead?
What chapters will comprise the life of my grandchild?
I pray they will be good chapters, rich with stories of faith and love.
And I know that for me, the best chapter will be the one where I meet my God face to face and begin the story of my time in eternity with him.