A
Remembrance
I stood gawking through the proverbial
glass window at my new grandchild. Years had passed since I stood in a place
like this. I was reminded how that tiny pink wriggling of hands and feet could
possibly sustain life. I was reminded how this true miracle interrupts daily
living each day. We just don’t pay attention. But I was transfixed, glued to
the spot, literally, with my nose against the glass.
My mind advanced forward with tunnel
vision. I began to day-dream. Would she pursue an education? Would she marry
and have children and grandchildren of her own? What would be her pain? Would
this little girl really know me?
Abruptly, I jerked away from the
window. Quickly, I wiped slobber off the glass, glancing around to see if anyone
saw me. Then a very strong impression bombarded my thinking. As a Christian, I
did not have to know the future. God doesn’t really want that for us because it
would nullify faith. He wants us to “faith” life wherever we find it.
Happy is the person who knows where
true life comes from and goes with the heavenly flow.
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