One year ago today was one of the worst days of my entire life.

At least for the first 12 hours or so.

On January 30, 2007, Sunny and I made our way to Dr. Bailey’s office to finally find out the results of an amniocentesis we’d had done. Her screening test came back positive for Down Syndrome, so we decided to go ahead with the amnio. We were supposed to find out these results on Friday the 26th, but the doctor’s office was late sending off the lab work, so we had to wait through the weekend. Then we were supposed to hear news on Monday, only to find out that his office was overbooked and there was no way for them to work us in. After a very, very heated conversation with his receptionist (good thing I didn’t make my resolution last year!), we made our way to the doctor’s office at around noon to finally find out the test results.

Here’s what I wrote on this blog exactly one year ago:

We’re so glad to share our good news with you. As you know, we were scheduled to meet with Dr. Bailey today. We were so nervous as we waited to see him. Our prayer all day long was one word: “Please.” As soon as Dr. Bailey walked in, he said, “I have good news!” The test results confirmed that our baby is completely healthy. Needless to say, Sunny and I were so relieved.

Words cannot express to you how much Sunny and I have appreciated your thoughts and prayers over these past few days. Thankful isn’t a good enough word, but it’ll have to do. Yesterday was a difficult day, but we were buoyed by the many prayers of our brothers and sisters in Christ. Through all of this, you have been our cloud of witnesses. We’re eternally thankful for each of you and the part you play in our lives. I look forward to the day I can share this chapter of our story with our son. I will make sure he knows how many people loved him and prayed for him before he was even born.

I look back over this post and the comments with tears in my eyes. We chose to honor this day when we named our son, for Jackson means, “God has been gracious”.

One year ago, I experienced the graciousness of God as our prayers were answered.

One year ago, “good news” was redefined for me.

One year later, here’s “good news” in the flesh. Who knew the Gospel could be so cute?