Three Eyes and a Mustache? What Will My Book Baby Look Like?

Look at these faces—all of them, including the black one with the big ears. These are my grandchildren and my grandpuppy.

We spent Labor Day weekend together in the mountains of North Carolina. We hiked (as far as little legs could hike), picked apples, played games around the kitchen table, and laughed a lot. At one point, the kids and the puppy raced around the living room chasing each other in a blur of feet and arms and paws and mouths wide open panting in delight.

The game began when Halsey the puppy dropped the front half of his body to the floor and wagged his butt in the air like a flag on race day. He sprinted off, claws scrabbling on the hardwood floor, trying to gain his footing as the kids joined in the chase. After a few laps around the room, it was hard to tell who was chasing whom, but it didn’t matter. The fun was in the chase, not the catch. 

I remember waiting for a glimpse of each grandchild's face. The gestation period for a baby seems interminable. The waiting period to adopt a French bulldog puppy is almost as long. With three grandchildren, a grandpuppy, and another grandson due any moment, I’ve had many months to anticipate their arrival. Forty-nine at last count.

As I waited, I imagined what they’d look like.

Would they have their father’s bright blue eyes and cleft chin? Their mother’s silky hair and long legs? Would they have fair skin or dark? A dainty nose or a more prominent one?

I speculated about the puppy, too. I’d seen pictures of his mother and father. Would he be brindle or solid? Short-legged or longer? Would he have pointed ears or rounded ones? And what about that goofy, tongue-lolling grin so characteristic of a Frenchie?

I hoped my grands would be cute, but I knew, whatever they looked like, I’d love them. 

In the spring of 2020, my latest book, Refresh Your Faith, Uncommon Devotions from Every Book of the Bible, will release with Discovery House (Our Daily Bread publisher). As the author, I had a lot of control over the book, but not the cover. That was up to the design team at Discovery House.

All I could do was imagine what it would look like . . . and hope. And pray.

Would the graphic artist capture my passion to help faithful, dedicated, bored Christians get excited about God’s Word again? What would that even look like? Would it look feminine but not girly? Soft but smart? Accessible but intriguing?

And then a frightening thought hit me—what if it’s UGLY?

I guess I'll love it anyway, I decided, because it’s mine. But oh, Lord, please make it pretty. 

I felt like I was waiting for the first glimpse of my baby’s face, hoping and praying it wouldn’t have three eyes or a mustache.

At long last, the promised book cover picture arrived in my Inbox. Would you like to see it?

If you haven’t already, click over to the Hungry for God Facebook page (CLICK HERE) and LIKE the page. Then check back on Wednesday morning for the cover reveal. (Hopefully it’ll come through in your feed, but Facebook posts don’t go out to everyone right away.)

For those of you who aren’t on Facebook, stay tuned here. I plan to post the cover reveal on my blog on the day my fourth grandchild is born. 

When will that be? His due date is Friday, but only the Lord knows.

I can’t wait for you to see my book baby’s face. And I’m glad you’re along for the journey.

"He has made everything beautiful in its time," Ecclesiastes 3:11. 


If you'd like to read the follow up post about the book baby AND the grandbaby, click HERE.

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