I have so many stories I need to record so that you can one day read them on your own…
But today I want to tell you where your name came from. I just laid you down in your crib. It is naptime, but you weren’t quite ready to lay down so we rocked for a few minutes. I started singing the song, Here I am to Worship with you and it reminded me so much of the day I found your name.
We already had a boy name picked out and we knew the middle name for a girl would be Marie after my grandmother and my sister. But Daddy and I couldn’t find the right first name for a little girl. I was going through Acts in my quiet time each morning and one day I stumbled upon this tiny verse… “One of those listening was a woman named Lydia… who was a worshiper of God.” And I was struck by the beauty of that description of Lydia.
Sweet Lydia, there is no greater joy than worshiping our Savior and Lord. As I held you just a few minutes ago singing, “Here I am to worship. Here I am to bow down. Here I am to say that You’re my God. You’re altogether lovely. Altogether worthy. Altogether wonderful to me” tears started streaming down my face. Lydia, we worship Him because He is worthy. Because no matter what our circumstances, no matter what our trials, no matter what… He is worthy!
That night, I told Daddy about my quiet time and asked him what he thought about the name Lydia. He thought it was perfect, and from then on we knew what our girl name would be… Lydia Marie. And it wasn’t too long after that your Daddy just knew you were going to be his sweet Lydia. Turns out he was so right.
We love you, Lydia.