On Friday I was looking up the kids’ names in a baby name book. (We named them after people who have been important in our lives, or people we like, not based on the name’s meaning.) I looked up our little baby girl’s name, although I already knew what it meant.
What I didn’t know was that her name is a symbol for victory! It struck me as being wonderfully significant–a victory of having, holding a baby after losing one in miscarriage.
That would have been enough, but there’s more. . .
Saturday morning the girls and I left to run a few errands. There on the radio was one of my favorite songs, “Redeemer,” by Nicole C. Mullen.
A few lines popped out at me. In an audio sense I mean. 🙂
“The very same God that spin things in orbit
runs to the weary, the worn, and the weak
and the same gentle hands that hold me when I’m broken
they conquered death to bring me victory!”
And I know that this song is talking about the LORD’S victory over death and sin that we celebrate every Easter. . . but on a personal level, it is a lovely realization that He conquered death in my life (miscarriage) and brought me Victory (Calf #5.)
It had been a long, rough pregnancy last year and the fear of miscarrying again was huge. Add to that scary symptoms that I’d not experienced in other pregnancies and a boatload of family difficulties and changes. I am so grateful for this little Victory Girl and for a sweet little realization.