Josiah

People always ask the same two questions to a pregnant woman – (1) Is your baby a boy or a girl? and (2) What is his/her name?

The first one was easy for us to answer because a little boy ultrasound is hard to get wrong.  But the second one, we were stuck on for quite a while.  I think we were both waiting for some giant neon sign from God telling us our son’s name.

A name holds so much meaning for a little one.  It’s the start of his identity.  It’s what he will be called for the rest of his days, and in some ways, it’s the beginning of his destiny.

Months before I got pregnant, I was driving down a really beautiful scenic road near our neighborhood when I just suddenly, out of nowhere, got this thought into my head, “I think our first child is going to be a boy.”  Yeah, I know…random.  But I knew that I knew that I knew that this was not just a passing thought.

Fast forward six months later and as I’m staring at the positive pregnancy test, I remembered.  “This baby is a boy…” was the first thing that came to mind.  And lo and behold, 15 weeks later, we found out that we were having a son.

One of the earliest names that popped into my mind was Josiah.  So I looked it up on my Baby Center app and saw that Josiah meant “fire of the Lord.”  “That’s pretty cool,” I thought, “A good, strong name for a son.

We took some time to mull on it, pray about it, and wait on whether or not Josiah was the name.  We tossed around some other ideas, but nothing really stuck.  “Oh well…we have plenty of time until next year when the baby comes,” we kept saying to one another.

The week before I gave birth, the name Josiah kept coming to mind.  Finally, I told my husband that we should really pray about the name.

The night before I went into early labor, I couldn’t sleep.  I Googled the meaning of Josiah and to my surprise, I realized that the original Hebrew meaning of the name was different.  Josiah means “Jehovah (God) has healed.” Read more…

Our Miracle Son

On Sunday, November 20th, our precious son – Josiah Jisung Lee – was born at 4:20AM, at 29 weeks and 4 days, weighing in at 2 lbs. 6 oz. and 15 1/4 inches long.  His expected due date was February 1st, so he arrived into our world about 10.5 weeks early.

Josiah is currently in the NICU at the children’s hospital and is recovering well from his first surgery (which took place on Monday).  The picture above was taken on Monday before he went into surgery.

There is so much to share with so many at this point (and many questions to answer) – prayer requests, how Josiah is progressing, how we’re doing right now, what our life looks like, etc.  And we will do our best to share what we can, when we can, and this blog may just become the perfect place to do that with you all.

But above all else, there are two resounding truths that are permeating every hour of every moment these last five days – (1) we are just so grateful that Josiah is alive, that the Lord is ever so present and near to us, and that there are so many who are reaching out to help and support us on this long journey and (2) God’s Word is the final authority, He is the Great Physician, and He is not done with Josiah yet.

In the hours after I got discharged and we saw Josiah for the first time at the NICU…when we had to come home without our son for the first time…when we lay in bed praying and crying together for the first time as parents…when I felt the void in my womb…there was a clear answer that rang across the vast unknown of our souls.

This son will be a miracle…a testimony of the greatness of our God and that He is alive and able to do the impossible.  All for His glory and for His namesake.

So, we hold onto that truth today.  We cannot wait to see how our God will cause His Word to come to pass in our lives.

How Life Has Totally (Not) Changed Since Getting Pregnant

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After I saw the positive, pink line on the pregnancy test (well, after getting over the omgahsljwoeirdnsldkfjo is this real?!?! feeling) I imagined that I would spend all these hours writing a journal to my future baby, telling baby how much I love him/her, documenting every little change, writing down all my hopes and fears, etc.

Let’s just say that my last post (eh hem…from like 10 weeks ago) was the closest I got to fulfilling anything of that romanticized picture of what I thought being pregnant would be like.

Don’t get me wrong.  I am extremely grateful for the fairly smooth pregnancy we have had thus far.  And there are moments I’m awed by feeling this little one move and kick inside of me.  And times when I get lost in wondering what kind of personality this child will have, who he/she will resemble the most, etc.

But most days, it’s just an everyday day.  Get up and get ready, work and meet people, catch up on the day with my husband, try to cook something delicious and nutritious, and clean the house…occasionally (unashamed to say that was the norm pre-pregnancy, too).

I think pregnancy is like a 10 month long process (yes, pregnancy is 10 months long…I had no idea either) in letting go gradually of life pre-baby and easing into life post-baby.  Some things have totally changed.  Some things have totally not changed.

So, just for fun (and for me to look back on this post when I’m nursing a baby and have forgotten what life pre-baby was like) these are the things that have changed in the last 7 monthsRead more…

Dear Little One…

You are 19 weeks old today!  I cannot believe it…we are almost halfway through this cohabitation thing we have going on here.  And in just a few days, we find out whether you’re a boy or a girl!  But before we find out, I wanted to write down a few thoughts I’ve had about you during the past few days.  As much as mommy and daddy are SUPER eager to find out, there’s something quietly sacred about you remaining something of a mystery to us…a little being that only God knows fully about. Read more…

That Time I Felt Like a K-Pop Star // Our Korean Wedding Ceremony

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Well, it looks like I took an unintentional hiatus from the blog this summer.  The last two months were spent both on the road (doing ministry and visiting family and friends) and passing the time like a rightful summer should be spent – grilling up some steaks on the back patio, sipping on delicious watermelon slush, hosting friends and playing games, lazy afternoons spent watching movies on the couch, etc.  Oh the joys of longer days full of fun and play.

But I have this strange personality where if I stop doing something and lose momentum, it’s really hard to get back in the groove (this goes for almost anything – working out, sticking to a diet, filing my paperwork, cleaning my window sills, etc.).  I’m weird, I know.

And that’s how I felt about blogging the last few weeks.  I just couldn’t get myself to write.  Yes, we have been busy.  And there is actually something I’m DYING to write about, but I just can’t quite write about it yet.  You’ll just have to wait a bit longer for that.

However, I finally figured on this quiet Friday afternoon that I needed to get my butt back into the blogging world.  And then I remembered that I totally forgot to blog about our second wedding ceremony in Korea.  Last summer.  Over a year ago.

We had our first wedding in the States the winter of 2014.  And when we got engaged, we originally just wanted to do a reception in Korea after the American wedding.  But with SO much family still in Korea (my father-in-law is the youngest of 7 and my mother-in-law the oldest of 6…plus all of my mom’s side of the family), we decided it would be worth it to have two weddings.

And alas, this wedding would become the one and only time that I legitimately felt like a K-Pop princess star.  Seriously.  Cue photos. Read more…

Living According to the Implanted Word // The Book of James {Part Three}

There is something very powerful about the concept of being born-again.  Regenerated.  A new creation.  The old has gone, the new has come.

For a sinner like you and me, this is glorious news.  It’s hope at it’s finest.  It’s an invitation for redemption and relationship.

James 1:21 tells us that we must “receive with meekness the implanted word, which is able to save your souls.”

The implanted word?

Just a few verses earlier, in verse 18, James reveals how God, “of His own will…brought us forth by the word of truth, that we might be a kind of first-fruits of His creatures.”

The implanted word is the word of truth…Scripture…the Living Word…Jesus Christ (John 1:1-3).  By Him and through the Word, God makes us new…brings us into the newness of life as one of His own children.

That very word is implanted within us, a seed of the spirit of God sown deep within us, growing and bursting forth into a new life. Read more…