“First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage.”
No longer a childhood chant on the playground, for me, this rhyme is a reality. My husband and I found out we were pregnant over Easter weekend. Praise God!
Now we are experiencing all of the joys of pregnancy, including finding out the fruit of the week….Our mobile ap compares the size of the baby to a fruit. Currently, he or she is the size of a peach.
I guess you could say things are going “peachy keen.” We heard the heartbeat for the first time two weeks ago at a healthy 162 beats. Some say at that rate, it’s a girl. My appetite, however, screams it’s a boy. All I want to eat are burgers and nachos. Bring on the beef!
We find out the sex of the baby in mid-July. Learning the sex will be the precursor to choosing the theme for the baby shower, the décor for the nursery, and most importantly, the name.
Like everyone, we want a unique, strong name. Over dinner, as soon as we agree on a name we like, I pull out my iPhone and look up its meaning. Some names that I personally love:
Brielle: “God is My Strength”
Misha: “Who is like God?”
I hope our child likes his or her name. We have a young girl in My Father’s House Orphan Homes who changed her name to Hope because someone told her that Cynthia meant “snake.” I looked up the meaning of Cynthia and it is actually derived from Artemis, the goddess of the moon, and her birthplace on Mount Kynthos. Maybe there’s another childhood rhyme out there about a girl named Cynthia and snakes? Who knows. The point is Hope felt so hurt by the lie that she changed her name.
Have you ever considered the names of Christ? There are so many!
Prince of Peace
And that doesn’t cover it.
As I skim through this list, I am reminded of a time where Christ was each one of those names to me. For example, when I was unemployed last fall, Christ was my Prince of Peace. I can honestly say I never went to bed afraid that a new job wasn’t going to come along. I knew God would provide (and I knew my hard work would pay off!)
Every month when my husband and I go to a prenatal appointment and hear how the baby is growing strong, Christ is Wonderful.
When fatigue hits and I can’t get out of bed in the mornings, Christ is the Mighty One and strengthens me.
Christ was my Savior 24 years ago when a VBS counselor sat with me in the front row pew of Bethany Baptist Church and told me: “God will never leave you.” She took my hand and with each word, she folded a finger until a fist was formed, and she placed my fist on my heart.
Who is Christ to you today?
I am comforted knowing that He is the same yesterday, today and forever (Hebrews 13:8) and He is the name above all names (Philippians 2:9).
– Britney Mott