So the word is officially out, we are now a family of three (four if you count Fernando, our Betta).  Not knowing what to call the baby is a little difficult because we don’t know the sex.  Is it a he? A she? An it?

So the future G-mama (my mom) has suggested that we call the baby Little K…which sounded a lot more fun than saying “it” or “he or she” all the time.

Anyways, I was telling my friend Dave about our doctor’s appointment and I called the baby “Little K” in the midst of the conversation.  Dave thought that was funny and decided if the baby is going to be called Little K, that I then have to assume the name Big K.  I thought that was kinda funny (I used to work at a Big K) but I didn’t want Christy to feel left out.  So I asked Dave, “What does that make Christy?”  His response?

Wait for it….

Wait for it…

Wait for it…

“Special K”

So we went to our second doctor’s appointment on Monday.  Everything checks out and we have a healthy baby.  Pray for us and the baby…we’re believing God to raise up a new generation of believers that will usher in His return and we want our baby to be part of that generation.

If you want to hear Little K’s heartbeat, feel free to hear it here. 

Lord, thank You for the miracle of life.  Thank You, Lord, for our baby.  I ask that even in the womb You would fill our son or daughter with the Holy Spirit.  I ask even from a young age he or she would know You and even now our baby would sense Your presence.  Thank You for the little family You are forming to bring glory to Your name.

So we spent last night celebrating the departure of some dear friends of ours.  Amanda, Amarachi, Dawn, and Nicole are all moving to Kansas City to become part of the International House of Prayer and the Forerunner School of Ministry.  We felt from the Lord that we were supposed to gather people to celebrate this move with them and then pray and “sow” them into the prayer movement.  My friend Bryan kept calling it an apostolic sending party.  At first I was a little weirded out using the term “apostolic,” but it just means “sent one.”  That’s what we did: send some sent ones.  Apostolic Sending Party…sounds good to me.  We’re going to miss them all a lot.  I’m really proud of them though for making a decision to pursue Jesus in an intentional lifestyle of prayer and fasting and following through with it.  Jesus was really cool to us and allowed us to give them a washer and dryer to take with them for their apartment. 

After we all parted ways from the party, Christy and I stopped at the Midwest Prayer Center to hear my good friend Sean preach on Jesus’ End-Time revival strategy of prayer, fasting, and solemn assemblies.  It was great. Sean has more revelation about Isaiah 62 and how it relates to the end of the age than anyone I know personally. If you ever get a chance to sit down and ask him about it, you should.  After the meeting, Bryan, Sean, and Christy and I went out for coffee.  We had a great time and it seemed like the hand of the Lord, just because the last time the four of us were together was when they came with us on a ministry trip to Kansas City.  The Lord is up to something…