God Loves Henry

Back in the spring of this year, my 18 year old daughter told me she was pregnant. I cycled through about every emotion you can imagine. Disbelief. Anger. Sorrow. This didn’t fit in MY plan at all and was definitely not how I envisioned my daughter’s life. The “what-ifs” were numerous and consumed me.

As I reflected on the path of destruction my daughter had been on ( before she found out she was pregnant). My thoughts began to change. I began to notice how this pregnancy had set her on a different path. One that kept her from destruction,, as she knew she shouldn’t drink or do drugs anymore. If you ask her, this baby Henry saved her life. I agree.

Acceptance. I decided I needed to accept this and embrace the blessing this baby was going to be to our family. That he in some ways, already was. After all, I was proud of my daughter because I realized she had chosen life instead for this child.

“This will be expensive” and “How is this going to work” became common questions from some family members. Let me tell you something. God loves baby Henry. His provisions for this new soon-to-be-born little guy have overwhelmed me.

Without even approaching anyone or asking for anything, this is what has been provided through friends, teachers, coworkers of my daughter and friends of mine:

  •  Newborn, 6-9mos and 10-12mos clothes both new and gently used
  •  Car seat
  •  Crib (a friend has a crib but no mattress. Another friend had a mattress no crib!)
  •  Crib mattress
  •  Bassinet
  •  Cloth baby carrier
  •  Baby bouncer/saucer
  •  Nursing pillow
  •  Numerous toys
  •  High chair
  •  Blankets, receiving blankets, burp cloths
  •  Largest collection of the cutest boy bibs ever

Wow. Each time I thought of an item we didn’t have, we received it. Through her school, my daughter and baby have been “adopted” by a local church group. This group has provided diapers, clothes and will provide some food as well.

This to me is the perfect example of God taking a situation that isn’t ideal and using it for His glory. Taking a life altering event that many people view in a negative way and fashioning it into a beautiful story of His grace. His provisions for a life He already knew about. I stand in awe of a God that loves us, the beautiful mess that we are.

3 thoughts on “God Loves Henry

  1. My son was still just a 17-year-old high school junior that January day I can home from work and found him doing homework at the dining room table. Two things went through my mind:
    1. Why isn’t Lee at swim practice?
    2. Homework? Oh no…he’s flunking classes.

    “Mom, Megan’s pregnant.” (He’s always been pretty direct.) It seemed the room began to spin and I had to sit down. It was probably all the thoughts swirling in my head that overwhelmed me. The thought that I remember most clearly is, “Oh Lee…you have no idea what you’ve done.”

    That was 1999–almost seventeen years ago. Lee and Megan had their little girl that fall when most seniors are thinking about homecoming and football games and parties. Lee worked at UPS every night from 3-10 pm unloading package cars. Megan finished HS at semester and fast-tracked college–getting her degree in three years. They married a month after their HS graduation. Our granddaughter, Stevie, is now a sophomore in high school. Her sister, Mikayla, was born in 2003.

    In 2012, Lee and Megan acted on God’s prompting to look into becoming foster parents. They went through classes and training and were certified by the end of the year. Within MINUTES of getting notified that they were licensed, they received an email about a five-week-old boy who needed placement and welcomed Amari into their home in January 2013. Several months later, they found out his birth mother was pregnant again and had to decide whether they could accept a second baby. They asked their girls what they thought of the idea. The girls couldn’t comprehend they’d consider NOT taking the second baby in. They brought his 3-day-old brother, Kadyn, home from the hospital in December.

    While it wasn’t their original intention, it quickly became apparent, these boys were more than temporary guests.

    On September 25, 2015, their adoption was final. They are “officially” what they’ve been from the beginning– OUR boys.

    I think their story is perhaps a rare one. But it has the fingerprints of God all over it.
    On that January day in 1999, if I’d really listened, maybe I would have heard God say, “Oh Carol…you have no idea what I can do.”


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