(This has been stuck in my drafts folder since June 28! You’d think an IT guy would be better with technology!!)
I am always in awe at a new birth!
Tuesday was one of celebration for our family. My wife, Kari, and I became an Aunt and Uncle again! (And our children gained a new handsome cousin!)
This time, it was on her side of the family. Her baby sister (who I have known since she was all of 8 years old) had a baby boy: Brycen Lee LeClair. This young gent was born about a week early at over 7 lbs and over 20″ long. Mommy and baby are happy and healthy. That in itself is a fantastic blessing.
When I reflect on the births of my four children, as well as those of both my wife’s sister and my sister (and frankly, anyone else!) I consistently find myself in awe.
The idea that we, as a human being, can create something so beautiful and pure is astounding to me.
Yes, I understand biology and evolution. I completely understand that without the ability to reproduce in a viable manner no species would survive. I also appreciate that human evolution has taught us to find the “cuteness” in our own offspring to prevent us from abandoning them.
I look at the whole system in awe. That we, as beings made of “star stuff” (as said by the great Carl Sagan), are capable of not only being conscious and aware but of also creating others in our own likeness, is amazing.
In my own children, I am seeing the development of individuals, of powerful personalities, of unique beings. It floors me.
When I consider my own imperfections and weaknesses and see that I still have offspring who may overcome those particular issues, I am in awe.
I’m reminded of this every time I see a new life born. And it continues to blow my mind, even more, when I am close to the new baby’s parents.
No parents have a hope of being perfect. Yet the child born to them is (at least for a while)!
Taking it a step further, I know many wonderful, loving, and imperfect couples who haven’t their own biological children. I have watched these wonderful and loving people bring a child into their home and love them as their own–who in fact, do become their own–and it is, to me, another great wonder of humanity and of life.
When I see or think of that new life, I can’t help but compare this new life in humanity to the new life we are promised in Christ. All of us, from the youngest baby to the oldest man or woman, will face the same inevitable fate. Our lives are finite. Yet in Christ, we are promised new life in Him.
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