Throw the confetti, blow up the party balloons, put on your party hat, blow on your noise maker and dance a jig because today is the 17th! It’s “JOSIAH DAY!” If you are new to following this blog then give me back your party hat and quit blowing spit into your noise maker because you need to first click here and read “Our Story” in order to figure out who we are celebrating. Once you go “ah ha! That’s Josiah!” then come back and click here to read “Sweet Dreams” in order to discover why we are celebrating a child who hasn’t even been conceived…yet. Once you have put all the puzzle pieces together, I will give you back your party hat and you may start dancing while blowing the mess out of your noise maker because it’s party time!
Ever since my friends sweet dream in July 2013, the 17th of every month has always been called “Josiah Day” in our home–it’s a day in which we celebrate God’s promise of my future baby bird. In the past I have purchased diapers and wipes in faith that I will be cleaning his cute tush in the wee hours of the morning and we have also enjoyed a night out to dinner while discussing future nursery ideas, baby shower plans, or who will get up at 3am for feedings (it has been decided it will probably be me since I don’t work).
I am also notorious for purchasing on this day numerous outfits or shoes that scream, “well aren’t you just the cutest thing” and in March I cooked a special dinner that consisted of a baby spinach salad, baby back ribs, baby Brussels sprouts, and baby carrots. I would also like to note that I almost always take a pregnancy test on this day even when I know there will be a very small chance of seeing two glorious pink lines. I just can’t help it…I am a self-proclaimed “pee on a stick” addict and since I believe in miracles, I figure, “why not?” No matter what we do, I always like to keep it fun as we celebrate the 17th in faith that hopefully soon Josiah will be snuggled in my belly or wrapped in our arms.
As I sat this morning thinking about what I will do today in celebration of our long-awaited baby bird, I began to think about the significance of the number 17th and why God chose to use this specific date in her dream. I know that in the Bible each number has a significant meaning and after doing some research, I learned that in the Bible the number 17 means “victory.” Can you say perfect?! I just love how God is in the details. With the miracle of my baby bird, I have evidence of my victory over PCOS. Evidence of my victory over barrenness. Evidence of my victory over the doctor’s reports. Evidence of my victory to all those who call me an enormous (not pregnant) fool. Evidence of my victory over the devil.
When I continue to think about this word victory, the word champion also comes to my mind. Every woman in the Bible who gained victory over their barrenness brought forth a champion. Sarah birthed Isaac who was the first descendent in fulfillment of God’s promise. Rebekah bore twins, Esau and Jacob. Jacob is among the top three most significant people in the Old Testament as he was the father of the 12 tribes of Israel. Rachel birthed Joseph who was the second most powerful man next to Pharaoh. Hannah birthed Samuel who was a judge, priest, prophet and counselor. He was also the one who anointed the first two Kings of Israel, King Saul and King David. Manoah’s wife birthed Samson who was a legendary warrior against the Philistines. Lastly, Elisabeth birthed John…as in John the Baptist whom even Jesus called the greatest man born of woman.
I can’t help but notice a theme. A woman was barren…God opened her womb…God gave her a son…God made him a champion in history.
Hmmmmm….I am barren…I have hope God will open my womb and give me a child…whom He has promised to be a son…could He also have big plans to make him a champion? Does He have a spot for him in the history books? I can’t say for certain, but what I do know is that Josiah is already a champion in my eyes. He isn’t even here on earth and yet he has changed my life forever. Josiah has taught me how to be bold, gutsy, crazy and ballsy. He has shown me how to have faith like Abraham, Moses, and Noah. He has often times given me the strength to persevere and persist when I want to give up and throw in the towel. But most importantly, he has drawn me closer to God. Today I celebrate Josiah…my lil champion who has already given me victory in so many areas of my life and I can’t help but believe he will one day change the lives of all those he will encounter. But maybe that’s just this proud Mama Bird talkin’. Happy Josiah Day!
Check out the new onsie I purchased for my little champion today! Isn’t it cute?!