And there he is, our son; Levi Martin van ’t Veer. Yesterday night, around 3:30, I felt the first contraction. Luckily you don’t forget experiences of this level, I knew immediately that things were serious. For a second I considered to wait it out, but good thing is that I didn’t. We rushed to the hospital, basically ignored every red light – I mean, time was of the essence! And an hour and 10 minutes later, we (well I) got to hold our mini man in my arms. The Bible tells us 365 times that we shouldn’t fear. “Do not worry about the day of tomorrow” and things like that. Even though I am aware and know this very well, things can stay a bit scary when you don’t know how they will exactly play out. But every time, looking back, I can see the hand of God in every step. The oldest two were taken care of, we reached the hospital in time, delivery went well and fast… And that’s where faith grows, testimony upon testimony, time and time again, the reminders of God’s faithfulness and love for us. And this confirmation was found again in our baby. The day before I gave birth I prayed: “but Lord,...
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