When our daughter was finally born, she was immediately whisked off to what the doctors informed us would likely be the first in a series of major surgeries. Down the hall in the waiting room our family and friends were anxiously anticipating news on how Stephanie was, and whether this critical surgery would be successful. The mood was tense. In stark contrast, there were several sets of families and friends in the large hospital waiting with balloons and gifts for the delivery of healthy babies who were soon to be celebrated and embraced. There the mood was joyful and expectant.

It was a difficult day for many of our friends and family members. Those who admired our lives and ministry also struggled with the further comparison that many of the healthy children born in that hospital, along with the thousands born in hospitals across the country, were being born to people who, to put it nicely, were not so admirable. The thought of perfectly healthy babies being born to those who were shamelessly opposed to what was good, while a pastor and his wife were having to roll their newborn into the operating room, was “not right.”

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