Let’s call her Brenda. Brenda is not her real name, but she is real. Brenda already knew that she, and her husband, were having a boy. Let’s call the boy Logan.
Brenda’s due date was Thursday September 22, but Brenda thought that Logan would come early because his brother came two weeks early five years ago. Logan’s brother gave Brenda a hard labor.
At a family gathering on Saturday September 17, I put my hands on Brenda’s belly and said, “Logan, wait until Thursday September 22 before you come out. And when you come, be easy on your mommy. Also, don’t come too early in the morning.”
Brenda said, “Oh no, I think that he is still going to come earlier than Thursday.”
My sister shouted at Brenda’s belly, “Logan, come out on Monday September 19, my birthday!”
Logan listened to me! He went from Spirit to flesh on Thursday September 22. I told him to go easy on his mother, and his birth was quick. I told him to come out at a decent hour, and he was born at 11:33 a.m. He weighed 7.95 lbs.
How refreshing Logan’s birth is! These past weeks I have reflected on my father’s death, and attended several funerals. Logan’s birth is a wonderful reminder of how life goes on.