Saturday, January 3, 2009
The mystery of life...
What a mystery life is! To think, a 20inch long, 8lb 14 oz baby was living inside my 5ft 3in petite wife until yesterday...
Witnessing the beauty of birth is one of the most spectacular events ever. To know that you helped (ever so slightly) God create a life is a feeling not unlike euphoria; yet at the same time you cannot help feeling that everything else in your life is utterly insignificant...
I think of Adam, and how he must have felt when he first held Cain and realized he was a gift from God. How amazed must Adam have felt? A bit sad too, as I imagine he wanted to walk and talk with God as he had done in the garden of Eden; holding his little boy and showing him all of the beautiful things God had made. I can picture God looking down on them, wishing He could be there too...I can almost see the tears sliding down His face knowing things could never be the same...
I wonder if that is when Jesus decided he was willing to sacrifice himself; to help ease the anguish he saw on his father's face...
How thankful we all should be! Now I can walk and talk with God, showing my little girl all the beautiful things He has made.
My prayer is that Jenni and I will always remember that she is a gift from God, and that we never forget to share her with him...
Witnessing the beauty of birth is one of the most spectacular events ever. To know that you helped (ever so slightly) God create a life is a feeling not unlike euphoria; yet at the same time you cannot help feeling that everything else in your life is utterly insignificant...
I think of Adam, and how he must have felt when he first held Cain and realized he was a gift from God. How amazed must Adam have felt? A bit sad too, as I imagine he wanted to walk and talk with God as he had done in the garden of Eden; holding his little boy and showing him all of the beautiful things God had made. I can picture God looking down on them, wishing He could be there too...I can almost see the tears sliding down His face knowing things could never be the same...
I wonder if that is when Jesus decided he was willing to sacrifice himself; to help ease the anguish he saw on his father's face...
How thankful we all should be! Now I can walk and talk with God, showing my little girl all the beautiful things He has made.
My prayer is that Jenni and I will always remember that she is a gift from God, and that we never forget to share her with him...
Friday, January 2, 2009
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