Happy birthday Henry
5 years ago today, my oldest son Henry was born. I still remember sitting in the hospital working on homework while my wife bounced on an exercise ball eating jello and watching Spongebob Squarepants on TV (this was before the doctor broke her water and got things moving).
The passage I was translating was Isaiah 9, and to this day verse 5 means something quite different to me then it ever did before I had children:
| 5 כִּי־יֶ֣לֶד יֻלַּד־לָ֗נוּ | For unto us a child is born, |
| בֵּ֚ן נִתַּן־לָ֔נוּ | A son is given to us. |
| וַתְּהִ֥י הַמִּשְׂרָ֖ה עַל־שִׁכְמ֑וֹ | And the government will be on his shoulder. |
| וַיִּקְרָ֨א שְׁמ֜וֹ | And they will name him: |
| פֶּ֠לֶא יוֹעֵץ֙ אֵ֣ל גִּבּ֔וֹר | Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty God, |
| אֲבִיעַ֖ד שַׂר־שָׁלֽוֹם׃ | Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. |
October 6, 2009 at 6:13 am
Firstly – happy birthday to Henry!
What a precious verse for such a precious gift :0D