My wife and I had the great blessing to welcome a new life into this world. God has put this tiny soul into our care, and it is already changing us. I was walking through Smith's and I saw a 35 year old man with about 15 tattoos, leather jacket with a motorcycle gang insignia, ripped jeans and a scowl; but I saw a tiny baby, parents filled with hope and fear, and the power that baby's choices held. I'll admit, it kind of freaked me out.
I've pondered this verse quite a lot in the past year or so: "A godly man leaves an inheritance to his children's children". Now that I have a son, not an abstract concept, it deepens that meaning for me...makes it real.
I feel like I'm done watching at the window, and my life has started. What dreams will fill my heart tomorrow?
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It seems to me that the work of parenting is the very essence of eternal life.
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