On Monday, I sat on an uncomfortable exam table with tears welling up in my eyes as I watched a tiny heartbeat pulse on a screen. The ultrasound technician lingered and allowed Doug and I to enjoy a sweet moment watching our newest son’s heart beat steadily. In that moment, I felt so small and out of control. Normally the feeling of being out of control terrifies me, but as I watched my tiny baby’s heart beat away I felt overwhelming gratitude that God was sustaining his life, that God made my body to carry him and that Luke’s heart is happily beating. New life is miraculous and humbling.
Here’s our boy, Lukas Kanon: