I can remember it - just like yesterday; the nurse, carrying a small, tightly-wrapped bundle into the hospital room....and handing that bundle to me....then walking out! There I was, all alone with this little moving bundle! I remember the labor pains, the excruciating hours but how did this happen? What was I thinking? I know that my young husband was in the hospital somewhere but right then it was just me and this tiny, breathing, human being - a little gift from God - a little miracle. I didn't know what to do! After a little bit I decided that no one was coming back and no one was watching and so I slowly began to pull back the small receiving blanket until there they were.....ten little tiny toes....I counted them just to make certain. He also had fuzzy hair on his ears (now that was a little bit of a concern because I remember reading in "Ripley's Believe It or Not" about humans with excessive body hair who lived out their lives in the traveling circus.) However, I prevailed and discovered the most beautiful baby in the world - all 6 pounds of him. And then it dawned on me that he belonged to us! He changed our life forever, he is ours forever!
How can I articulate our time with him and his beautiful wife these past few weeks? I can't! I just know that like the scripture in the Third Epistle of John, Verse 4 "I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth". What a special gift and privilege to spend time, once again, with my my little ten-toed miracle....my first-born.....now a man....honoring and blessing our lives.
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