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Evangelina Hope


She's here!

She's beautiful!

And we couldn't be more overjoyed.

Evangelina Hope made her way speedily into the world at 3pm on December 4th. She weighed 7lb 12oz and measured 20".


Evangelina comes from the Greek εὐαγγέλιον (euaggelion) which literally translates to "good news," where we get our word "gospel." Evangelina means "bearer of good news." During this season of Advent, we're daily reminded of the hope we have in Christ's first appearance as a child. Jessica Snell said it well: "In the first coming, when He became human and walked among us and redeemed us, He made us right. And when He comes again, He will make everything right." This is good news indeed! Evangelina Hope, in her Advent birth, reminds us of Christ's beginning and also of His end purpose.

As Evangelina Hope is a rather large name for such a small person, she also goes by Evie or Eva for Russian speakers.

Welcome to our world, little Evie.


You are loved by so many already.

Dan's mother, Carolyn, read a poignant hymn the day of Evangelina's birth: 

"'O'er the hills the angels singing
new, glad tidings of a birth!' 
(From this morning's hymn Come Thou Long Expected Jesus)
What a perfect name for a December baby ~ Evangelina Hope ~ one who brings good news of hope. May it be true of her!"

Amen.



Comments

Jenna Piazza said…
Love you all. Praying for our newborn daughters that they will grow to shine the light of Jesus in our world
Jessica Snell said…
Congratulations, she's beautiful! And I *love* her name!

(btw, I heard about your blog because my friend Becca is apparently also a friend of yours. Small world! :) )

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