April 27th. Another life eternally...

I'm going to be a GRANDMOTHER!  Is that a kick or what?!?!  I must say it is quite surreal to look at our daughter who, 25 years ago, I carried next to my heart (and on top of my bladder and all up in my ribs) for nine months, and see her pregnancy belly getting bigger and rounder.  My child is going to have a child!  I know this is how God ordained everything to happen...it's just a crazy feeling seeing my "baby" having a baby.  Now...don't misunderstand me...I can't wait to meet this precious little boy around the end of April...and I have no doubt that Bethany is going to be a much better mother than I ever dreamed of being!  My sweet hubby and I are already praying that God will save this precious child early in his life.  What a privilege to pray and what a gift that God hears us!  Thank You, Jesus!

Here are some ultrasound pics of Baby Hedger.  Hopefully you can see his preciousness amidst all the "snow".  Trust me...he's BEAUTIFUL!!

There's a hand...see the little fingers?

Look at those little feet!  I'm a sucker for baby feet!

Here's a profile shot.

...and quite a shot of his unmentionable!

A 3-D pic.  Isn't this amazing?!?

Looking at these photos just magnifies the miracle of birth for me.  There's absolutely no convincing me that life began with a "big bang", some slime and a tadpole.  There's also no convincing me that these photos are of "a mass of tissue".  These photos are pictures of a HUMAN LIFE...a BABY...a LITTLE BOY...our GRANDSON!  But, the law of the land would say that Bethany is within her "rights" to kill this baby by abortion.  Yet, if she was in a car accident...the other driver's fault...and the baby was killed, the other driver could be charged with vehicular homicide.  That is just ludicrous!  The baby is a living person whether killed by an abortion doctor or by a reckless driver.

I came very close to killing our firstborn son.  God moved my father to unwittingly intervene and save Josh's life.  I've contemplated that day many, many times and I always reach the same conclusion.  If I had gone to the abortion clinic...had an abortion...Joshua Michael Simmons would not be here.  But, he would not ever have been less than a living, breathing human being...even if the only life he had known was in the womb...the God-created sanctuary for nurturing life...which has become the most dangerous, life threatening place in all the world.

There's a reason that an abortion is the only "medical procedure" never shown on television in America. Go here to find out why (Warning...explicit!).  There's a reason that Planned Parenthood doesn't want pregnant women to be able to have ultrasounds in a Crisis Pregnancy Center.  Go here to read an example of why.  There's a reason that in Europe over the last 25 years the younger population (aged 14 and under) has decreased by 21 percent so that currently there are more elderly people than younger people in the EU.  Go here to see mind-blowing statistics.  There's a reason that the abortion advocates are so adamantly "pro-choice".  Go here to learn how lucrative the abortion industry is.

Forty-seven years ago my father delivered me at home.  It was an unexpected surprise...but, one that, I believe, established a special bond between us.  After I had been born and transported to the hospital with my mom, Dad returned home to clean up the awful mess associated with childbirth.  I'm not sure of the exact moment he sat down to write...but, he must have realized the miracle he had just witnessed and he expressed his worship to The Creator by penning this poem which was later set to music by a dear friend:

Lord, in miracles we believe and in Thee alone we trust;

for before our very eyes we have seen a new life thrust.

The first breath... a hush... a sigh...

Nothing sweeter to behold than the glories of Thy love

which to us Thou didst unfold.

We had thought of life as sweet, yet still sweeter it shall be;

for now, oh Lord, we know another life eternally.

I'm sure I will be singing "my song" with gusto in my heart upon the arrival of Baby Hedger...because, you see, "my song" is really every baby's song.  ...and...well...I'm going to be a GRANDMOTHER!!  Is that a kick or what?!?!