Because I Still Get Giddy, Wouldn't You?

Ok, I'm at home on Friday night, May 12, around 10p (My In-laws are visiting too) and my wife is having contractions every 3 minutes or so. You can stop thinking that I should not be blogging right now, because I should be getting my tail to the ER. Apparently, that's not the plan? So, I've resorted to blogging because I'm a man who has to vent my giddiness somehow. Here's the part you need to know:

Tracy, my wife, thinks "the contractions don't really hurt, so I don't think we should go to the hospital yet." Ok, we'll see what she thinks when daddy-o becomes mid-wife-o in about 30 minute-o.

There's no way I could ever be calm at this juncture. After three kids you'd think, he's cool. Nope. I'm feel like I'm twelve and about to get Ryne Sandberg's autograph (favorite all time Cub - Cubs are favorite team - that makes Ryno pretty much Saint status).

So what would you do if you were me? I feel like venting on the Solus Christus faithful is a good idea. If you beg to differ, then stop reading why don't cha?

At the end of all of this, we are trusting the Lord for another weapon in God's hands. That's our prayer. We pray everday that our kids will grow up to Love Jesus, live for His glory, and be used mightily by Him in the advance of His Kingdom.

The first sound each of my children ever heard (besides "Whoo! Oh man! Look at her (or him)) was the sound of their daddy praying for them. Immediately after birth, dad's big hand laid on the new little addition to the Thomas family and they heard something to the effect of

God, this is your baby. We give ________ totally to You. Use us as parents of _______ to lead this precious little one to faith in Jesus Chriat as Lord, Savior, and Supreme Treasure. Use us, Oh Lord, to teach this little one to not fear anyone save GOD. Use ________ mightily for Your great glory in the spread of the gospel. We pray all of this for Your glory in Jesus Name, Amen.

This routine has always been followed by enough kisses on new baby's forehead to leave blisters (on our lips and ______'s face).

I love Caleb Duncan Thomas. He doesn't even know it yet. I'd give my life in a heartbeat for Caleb. No doubt. Man, the love of the Father makes me tremble when I see glimpes of His love for His children as I contemplate my sin-infested love for my kids.

"For while we were still helpless, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will hardly die for a righteous man; though perhaps for the good man someone would dare even to die. But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Much more then, having now been justified by His blood, we shall be saved from the wrath of God though Him. For if while we were enemies, we were reconciled to God through the death of His Son, much more, having been reconciled, we shall be saved by His life." - Romans 5:6-10

So Tracy just said, "I don't think I'm having him right now. The contractions have stopped." (She's about 10 feet from me in a huge chair and 1/2 with feet propped up on an ottoman like it's time to chill or something?).

Ok, I'm cool now. Peace!