For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. (Psalm 139:13–16 ESV)
Karie and I will be heading into the hospital this evening to begin the process of giving birth to Mercy. I am going to be posting as many updates as I can. Those updates will be on this blog. Every time I post some information, it automatically posts to Google+, Twitter, and to email subscribers. If you haven’t subscribed to this blog via email, I would suggest you do that. This way you will receive an email update every time I post while we are in the hospital. You can unsubscribe at a later time if you like. This seems the best way for us to keep as many people updated as would like.
Thank you for your support, prayers, and kindness as we endure this trial. Karie told me last night through tears that she feels we are walking into the Garden of Gethsemane. I reminded her that there was hope on the other side of the garden, and that the Master Gardener was good and loving.