There isn't a whole lot that compares to the miracle of a new little life being born into this world.
I'm gazing at him in amazement. Witnessing God's incredible handiwork.
Ten little fingers. Ten little toes. Miniaturized in comparison to my own.
Wee little fingernails. Eyelashes. A fuzzy, perfect little pea-sized head.
Bitty button nose. Precious lips purse in consternation.
Whoops...and there it comes...the little "voice" whimpering. Crying. Needing what he can't provide for himself.
There...that's better. Contended little sighs. Sleepy little noises. A tiny set of lungs breathing in life.
Then those little fingers wrap around one of my own.
He's not mine, but I'm pretty sure he's going to be my little buddy...because his mommy is one of my dearest friends.
He. Is. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
Psalm 139:13-16
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.God, I thank You for the loving, thoughtful, caring creativity You've put into designing, molding, and making each and every one of us. And I thank You for the gift and miracle of the LIFE.
2 comments:
After studying human anatomy and physiology as well as developement in college, I am completely and utterly amazed at God's workmanship! How can people say it was an "accident" for two tiny cells to come together and multiply, and then diversify into muscles, heart, other organs, etc.? God is truly at work! My child is such an example of this as I marvel at her tiny fingers and toes, but not just that, but the tiny muscles that are in there making them move! How absolutely breathetaking and awe-inspiring it is to watch those tiny fingers develop and learn how to grasp, how to manipulate things that we do easily now as adults! Her tiny heart beats inside her and keeps blood flowing...that leads me to think of Mary as she held her savior close. She may not have known what was to come, but can you imagine holding your tiny child knowing that He would be suffering on the cross? That tiny heart beating in His chest would sacrifice HIS blood for such a lowly person as I? WOW!!! Our God made the ultimate sacrifice that is hard to comprehend as a parent...letting your tiny baby suffer as an adult on the cross just for the sake of mankind...HIS creation! That is Love...true and passionate LOVE! Thank you God for sacrificing YOUR SON....just for me! I am humbled.
Amen and AMEN!!
And now you have succeeded in making ME cry! :-)
Thank you so much for this.
Love you!!
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