Faith

Thursday morning, when Chelle and I went to the OB/GYN to learn the gender of our baby, we had the doctor write down the news and put it in an envelope for us to look at later in a more romantic setting. Since the visit had turned negative, we opted to wait until we had a more positive outlook. After Friday's less than reassuring appointment, we continued to wait to view the contents of the envelope. Saturday as Chelle and I mourned the news that the doctors had given us, we felt a little better that we didn't know what we were having and somehow that helped us to be less connected to the whole thing. Its very hard to explain the feelings that have been going through our brains, but not knowing "who" our baby was made the possible 'worst case scenerio' somewhat easier to deal with.
This morning Chelle and I continued our new church search. We visited a cute little church down the street called The Lighthouse Chuch of Long Beach. The message could not have been more perfect. It was on Faith. The pastor quoted several verses dealing with God's desire for us to have faith in Him. Both Chelle and I are believers and think we are faithful, however I realized our choice to avoid looking in the envelope was proof of my lack of faith.
I am aware that many of our friends and family that are reading this blog believe as we do, but I also know there are others that don't share our same convictions. Well, Chelle and I are taking this opportunity to publicly declare that we BELIEVE that our God is going to miracuously heal and deliver our baby. We desire that through this difficulty that God be glorified and we pray that if you don't believe in Him, that through this display of His power you soon will!
And with that, I'd like to introduce our Son.






The Joy that Chelle and I feel with the news that the 'baby bird' is in reality our son is now fuel to the fire of our Faith. Please continue to agree in prayer with us and look forward to the arrival of our miracle child.