It was Christmas. Crickie was over a year old and David and I wondered if maybe our little family was finished. I sat by the lit tree looking over our dozens of family ornaments early one morning and asked God to give us a son.
I thought about the gift God gave us in His own son and asked Him for another one of our own. A few weeks later a pregnancy test confirmed I’d gotten what I’d asked for…a baby was on the way. We decided not to find out if it was a boy or a girl but this time I was pretty certain I knew!
Stone was huge. Over 9.5 pounds and double chinned, he was nameless the first three days of his life. David and I just couldn’t agree!
Finally, we settled on Stone Prosper.
“A gift is a precious stone in the eyes of its possessor; Wherever he turns, he prospers.”
David and I believed that this child was a gift from God, and we prayed he would be grounded on the rock of Christ. We prayed he would have a giftedness that God would use to prosper him and help others.
Stone is already three years old and since he was less than a year of age he’s been crazy about football. He punts, throws spirals, and sleeps in a jersey every night. I try to dress him neatly for church and yet he insists on athletic shoes and carries his ball into children’s ministry every week. If a game is on, he’s all about it. If he’s at his brother’s games, he gets right in the huddle. He yells at the refs from the sidelines and screams for his brothers constantly.
So it remains to be seen what gift God has given Stone, but he’s a gift in our lives for sure.