That word was music to my ears.

The ultrasound tech used the word “perfect” about 15 times while measuring, watching and listening to my man Charlie. At a whopping 1 lb 10 oz, his size was perfect. His perfect little mouth stretched in a big yawn, his heartbeat was the perfect speed, and his perfect little legs kicked around with his teeny 10 perfect toes. 

I am absolutely in love with his every movement and I can’t take my eyes off of his perfect little profile.

Everything is perfect…

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… except one thing.

His little sinful heart.

Psalm 51:5 – “For I was born a sinner — yes, from the moment my mother conceived me.”

Dear Lord, please give us wisdom as we welcome and love this little sinner. Help us to be good examples to him of grace, repentance and forgiveness.  Help us to love his imperfections and to be wise in guiding his mind and heart.

Most of all, help us to point him to the only one who is absolutely perfect – inside and out – forever… and the only one who can present us as perfect: Jesus.

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