If you had asked me on my twentieth birthday where I’d be on my thirtieth, I wouldn’t have guessed within a mile of the truth. Or, to be more precise, within 2600 miles. At that time I had just decided to quit going to university in favour of pursuing a career with my band. You wouldn’t have been able to convince me then that in ten years I’d be going to the Canadian Reformed seminary in Hamilton, married to Arenda Schutte, and the father of a wonderful little boy. Which is to say, I couldn’t have imagined the blessed life I’d be living. But I’m thankful, at times, for an impoverished imagination, and here I am today with the fullest life I could hope for.
As you can see, Arenda got me the book, Art and Beauty in the Middle Ages by Umberto Eco, and a new tin of pipe tobacco. She also strung a band of balloons over our living room window this morning, and her and James blew some kazoos. The tradition at seminary is that on the special day you have to bring some sort of dessert or snack for coffee time, during which everyone sings a robust rendition of ‘Happy Birthday.’ So Arenda and James visited me at school today, and she brought two red, white, and blue cheesecakes for coffee time. There was a general feeling afterwards that my birthday should come about more often.
At lunch time yesterday I sat down with second-year Rick at a table. He had spaghetti, and I had soup. “So how are you doing?” he asked me.
“Fine,” I replied. “Coming off a cold, but otherwise things are good. Not a lot to do this week.”
“That’s good,” he said. “And how’s Arenda doing?”
He asked me in what seemed to me a knowing tone, so I made a quick guess and thought to myself, Ok, Hannah must have found out and told him.
“She’s pretty tired,” I replied.
“She’s feeling a lot more nauseous this time around. It wasn’t so bad with James.”
I had guessed wrong.
“What?! She’s expecting??”
“Isn’t that what you were asking about?”
“No! I had no idea, but congratulations!”
So Rick knows, and now you do, too, that we are expecting our second child come November. It’ll come at the end of a bit of a CRTS baby boom, with three other couples – that we know about, anyways – expecting children in the fall.
” For He knoweth our frame; He remembereth that we are dust. As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. But the mercy of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear Him, and His righteousness unto children’s children; to such as keep His covenant, and to those that remember His commandments to do them.” – Psalm 103