God is the Womb-Weaver

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This post is part of a month-long series reflecting on truths of Who God is through the alphabet and what those truths mean to us in the midst of our foster care journey. You can find the whole series here. 
“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb.”Psalm 139:13

There are a lot of odd things that people say without thinking. Can I share the #1 way to get on my very last nerve as I snuggle a tiny infant who grew in his mother’s womb? The very worst thing to say?

“What number is he? Oh these moms that just keep having babies.”

ALL THE FEELINGS!

This tiny human that I am holding? He is NOT a problem. He is a miracle. He was woven together by God Himself. God’s eyes saw his unformed body. Every day of his life was planned out before he had lived one of them. He is NOT a problem. He is a gift. A miracle.

Every one of our birth moms we have worked with has been a mess- this is why her baby (and usually older children) have ended up being cared for by strangers. Sometimes they are frustrating. Their stories are heartbreaking. Their relational patterns are destructive.

But what I admire most about them is this: they chose LIFE. They chose to carry their babies and deliver them, often knowing that the child would not leave the hospital in their arms. Knowing the hard journey ahead from experience. And they gave them LIFE in a culture that would have supported- applauded- paid for- a decision to end it.

Babies are not burdens. They are miracles formed by the very fingers of our God.

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