The other day Jordan, my mama, my mama-in-law, and I went to my 18 week ultrasound. When J and I first began talking about ultrasounds (back when we were pregnant with our first baby) we were both vehemently opposed to any Doppler or ultrasound use. After speaking with my wonderful midwife, we decided that the pros outweighed the cons, in regards to using ultrasound technology, and we set up our appointment. After having gone through the ultrasound now, I cannot express how glad I am that we did it. It was such a crazy and amazing thing to see the life that is living and growing in my womb. I will admit though, J and I both felt that we were somehow intruding. There is something so holy, sacred, and untouchable about growing and carrying a baby, that we both felt like we were violating this new creation. It was like peeking into a cocoon and seeing the butterfly before it was finished and ready to fly. All that said, I am still thankful that we went ahead with it. As I lied there, watching our baby squirm and kick and wiggle around, I felt like I was stepping on holy ground. And I was. Every time I feel our baby turn and jab and flip I am reminded of how little I know of what is holy. There is a song that comes to mind whenever I feel those crazy movements that expresses my exact thoughts and feelings about this new creation. I feel that I am at a total loss for words when it comes to the joy that I feel and the gratitude that I have, that Father has allowed me to be an active participant and vessel in this sacred process called creation.
Here's the song...
I made You promises a thousand times
I tried to hear from Heaven
But I talked the whole time
I think I made You too small
I never feared You at all No
If You touched my face would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?
I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
How You were mighty to save
Those were only empty words on a page
Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
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Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life "its" name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love?
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of Holy?
