The flesh comes together in an ancient dance of matrimonial love. Its tender union is blessed and designed by the Father.
He grows you in my skin. My nourishment sustains you. My womb cradles you until His predetermined time. Even though I hold you for nine wondrous months, I did not create you.
You are fashioned by Him.
God is the maker of men, as it was in the very beginning. He breathes life, numbers days, and determines time.
He is sovereign over circumstance. Whether born to riches or poverty, greatness or simplicity, the Lord appoints your environment for His glory.
He numbers your heartbeats, from the very first one that tickled my ribs. Life is a great gift of love.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
PSALM 139:16 NIV