Lucas Elijah. Lucas is a form of Luke and means “light giving” or “illumination”.
Lucas is definitely not a name that I would’ve picked out. It was my grandfather’s name.
My folks had gone to Alabama to take my brother back to college. While in Alabama, my mother called me. I was on my way to work and didn’t think anything of the fact that she was calling so early.
“Are you sitting down?” She asked. Anxiety immediately rose up in me because my 2-year-old daughter went with them.
“Yes, what’s wrong?” I replied.
My mom simply stated, “My daddy died.”
I’m not going to lie, a feeling of relief washed over me; I thought something had happened to my little girl! After I processed what she said, we continued talking. I wanted so badly to tell her that I was pregnant. But I just couldn’t bring myself to tell her. When we got off of the phone, I heard in my spirit, “Look up the name Lucas.”
Now, during this time, I had JUST found out I was pregnant. No one knew I was with child and, of course, I didn’t know the sex of the baby. But the Holy Spirit knew. I pulled out my phone and googled “Lucas”. When I read the definition, I knew that this was my baby’s name.
Having Lucas has taught me quite a bit in this short time. I’m learning not to question circumstances. The whys and hows really aren’t important when you realize Who is in control. All of my fears concerning my baby have been completely obliterated. The Lord has supplied every single need.
As I type this and look over at my beautiful baby boy, I can not imagine life without him. His smile lights up my heart. His laughter brings pure joy. Every coo and giggle is new to me and brings such a comfort to my soul. He is my little man; my strong, mighty, light.
“Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward.” Psalm 127:3