Good Friday, April 2nd, 1999

 An excerpt from a journal I kept during my pregnancy.  A Good Friday I will never forget.  I love you, favorite son.





To my unborn son on Good Friday, April 2nd, 1999 -

I am three weeks away from giving birth to you. After months of pre-postpartum counseling, I am still afraid of the change that is to occur. Terrified. FEARFUL.

I attend Good Friday Service at our church. It is a small gathering in the old chapel. I am sitting in the back. Communion is served. As I take communion, I realize that you are taking communion, too. We are taking communion together. And I think... we will never have this opportunity, again. 

After months of feeling distant from you... I suddenly feel as if we have bonded. We have shared something. Something intimate and private. And I thank God for that moment. That realization. Something now that is embedded in my heart and soul. And although you would never remember this moment, I will for the rest of my life. 

 And it would be a remembrance of God's love for me... and you.

...and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, "This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me." In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying, "This cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of me." 
1 Corinthians 11:24-25 NIV

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