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Dear One,

It could be any day now that we get to meet you. I’m giddy and impatient.

Your dad is diligently preparing every last detail, and every so often he will turn to me and say in utter awe, “We are going to have a baby!” (It’s still sinking in for us.)

As I wait for you, I thought I’d take some time to write you and prepare you a little for this colorful world you will soon enter.

First, let me say that for the past nine months you have experienced something special. You have been intimately known by God. Actually, if I want to be technically correct, God has intimately known you before you were even formed.

But what I’m thinking of now is that God has seen your every milestone. He saw your heart jolt awake. He saw your fingers and toes bud and then unfurl like morning glories. He saw your first kick, your first thumb-sucking, your first bounce, your first dream. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve felt you, but only God has seen you like this, rejoiced over your every mile-marker, delighted in the brilliant awakening overture of your existence.

I can’t wait to tell you more about your Creator. One day soon, when I hold you in my arms and everything in your world seems right; you are full, rested, warm, and content, and you see me looking down at you with eyes of so much love, well, that will be just a dim picture of what it is to be held and loved by God. He loves you so much more than I am even capable of loving. And He created your father and me so that we could imitate that kind of love, first for each other and then for you.

I also can’t wait to tell you about the laughter of the Trinity. It’s a little complicated, but it goes something like this. God has always existed in loving relationship with His son, Jesus, and with the Holy Spirit. They are three, but they are one. That may get confusing as you get older, but I’m sure it will be the clearest thing in the world when you are still child-like enough to accept mystery as a given.

In this perfect loving relationship there has never been any want or need or lack, but just the purest kind of joy imaginable. I like to think that that joy overflowed one day. It just couldn’t be contained. It rumbled up like a geyser of laughter and love and goodwill. And out of that overflowing joy—the laughter of the Trinity, I like to call it—God spoke and brought this world into existence.

I didn’t see it then. (You will think I’m old when you come; trust me, I’m not that old). But I can only imagine what that pristine world, created from pure unadulterated joy was like. God is bright and warm and good, and so He created light to help us understand something of the radiance of His character. He separated the darkness from the light and called one night and one day. (By the way, I’m hoping you get the nights and the days figured out early on, so Mommy can sleep, but that’s a different topic).

In the days that followed, He created sky and sea, land, plants, seasons, sun and moon and stars, and animals that swam in the sea, flew in the air, and crawled on the earth. We’ll help you learn about all of these when you come, point them out to you, but you should know, that the very best thing He created last of all.

The crescendo of creation culminated in man. He made us to reveal His glory and to love Him, and that is my fondest and best hope for you, my dear one. I could care less if you medal in the Olympics, land an influential job, run a marathon, publish a book, or meet the person of your dreams. All of those things are fine and good, and I hope many good things for you, but the only thing that really matters is for you to live a life that reflects the glory of God and to love Him. Everything else is just gravy, as they say.

I wish that I could leave this story here and tell you that the world you will enter in a few days or weeks will be that pristine, perfect garden where man walked in perfect communion with God and all was most well. Sadly, little one, I must tell you that that man God made, Adam, and his wife, Eve, disobeyed God’s one command for them. It wasn’t just a mistake. They thought about it. Even though God had given them everything they needed, they wanted more. That one monstrous act of disobedience changed everything. Because of it, you will know things I wish you didn’t have to know—pain, frustration, tears, sin, and separation from God. It will break my heart to see you learn of these things in our world, little one.

But (and I am so glad I can tell you this part) the story doesn’t end there. God never left us. Even though we disobeyed Him, (and even though I know you will disobey Daddy and me), He never gave up on us (and we will never give up on you). From the very beginning, God made a way for us and for our relationship with Him to be mended. His name is Jesus—and all along God was at work in the story of the world preparing the way to bring us back to Him, to restore that rupture that happened so long ago.

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One day, little one, I will tell you in detail about the things Jesus suffered in order to make it possible for us to be close to God. His suffering was both terrifying and awesome, and one day, I pray, you will begin to understand the magnitude of His sacrifice and of His love for you. The good news is this: the broken world that you will soon enter isn’t simply broken. There is hope. And I have hope for your life as well. I have hope that you will know God through Jesus. I have hope that you will be a part of the great work of repairing and restoring this brokenness to be a shining reflection of God’s glory. Some people don’t bring children into this world with that kind of hope, little one, but your father and I do.

Despite the tears that will fall on your pillow, the scars that will one day mar your perfect dimpled skin, and the selfishness that you will inherit from us—despite it all, you will have a chance to know God, to be redeemed by God, and to love God. And that’s all I could wish for you—that pure joy which will make all else fade.

Oh there is so much more I could say, but we will have plenty of time when you get here. For now, little one, rest for the adventure that awaits you. You will not travel it alone. Enjoy these precious moments alone with God. Soon, we will share you for a while.

Love,

Mommy

Catherine Larson is a senior writer for BreakPoint.