Doe Eyes

Whenever she looks at me with these doe eyes as I lay beside her, I can't help but notice how contented and happy she is. 

I sometimes do wonder what I had done to make her so happy. Babies are easily satisfied. All I do is lay beside her or pat her to sleep and she'd be all smiles and joy. 

Then I can almost hear her say through those eyes... 

Thank you for keeping me, 

Thank you for not ending my life. 

Thank you for listening to the voice of God over the humanly voice of reason. 

Thank you for having Faith.

And I thank God. 

I thank God for His powerful voice as I was seeking for answers. 

I thank God for persisting against my wants, for an ultimate glory. 

There is so much that I cannot see or fully understand yet. 

She's so little, but her story has shaken some narratives and she has defied many odds from birth. 

This whole experience has told me one thing. That she is, indeed, fearfully and wonderfully made - that her life is God's gift and a blessing. 

We have named her 恩雨。

It translates to Showers of Grace. 

Because she's had abundance of God's grace from conception, from the time she was in my womb, and through birth. 

And I hope that her life, although very different from many, will likewise be a blessing to others.