For You Knit Me Together

Over the past two weeks I have begun to feel the reality of what is growing within me.  Baby Norwood has started making it's presence known and I can now feel the nudges of my sweet baby. Each day I grow more and more attached to this little one that is being formed within me.  Each day I can't wait to meet this baby and hold this baby...my love grows and grows.  Each day  I wonder about what he or she will look like....will he/she look like me or Adam; will he/she have my relaxed personality or Adam's drive?  Each day I pray that God will continue to form this baby into the sweet child that He so desires.  

Although, I know nothing more about my baby than the ultrasound pictures or the sweet movements, I know that God knows this baby inside and out.  He has loved this baby and rejoiced over it since before it was even part of our lives.  Psalm 139 has come to mind many times over the course of the last 21 weeks.  It reminds me that no matter what we face in life, good or bad, God knows us and is there to watch over us, rejoice over us, and love us like no one else ever will.  I am thankful that I serve a God that cares so much about this life within me, as well as me and all my mess. 

Psalm 139

O LORD, you have examined my heart and know everything about me.  You know when I sit down or stand up.  You know my thoughts even when I'm far away.  You see me when I travel and when I rest at home.  You know everything I do.  You know what I am going to say even before I say it, LORD.  You go before me and follow me.l  You place your hand of blessing on my head.  Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand!  I can never escape from your Spirit!  I can never get away from your presence!  If I go up to heaven, you are there; if I go down to the grave, you are there.  If I ride the wings of the morning, if I dwell by the farthest oceans, even there your hand will guide me, and your strength will support me.  I could ask the darkness to hide me and the light around me to become night-but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.  To you the night shines as bright as day.  Darkness and light are the same to you.  You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb.  Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!  Your workmanship is marvelous-how well I know it.  You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.  You saw me before I was born.  Every day before I was born.  Every day  of my life was recorded in your book.  Every moment was laid out before a single day has passed.  How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.  They cannot be numbered!  I can't even count them, they outnumber the grains of sand!  And when I wake up, you are still with me!...Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.  Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.