Today I’m looking back on these
precious pictures of my baby boy.
So new to this world.
We watched him
as though every squirm,
every unintended dimpled smile,
was something no baby had attained to before he came along.
We know how quickly they grow,
how soon they change.
No longer wrinkled and new.
Every infant from the beginning of time,
did not stay an infant.
And yet we exclaim,
“See how he’s growing!”
“I can’t believe how he’s changing!”
It must be that life is a miracle.
Why else can we not wrap our minds around it?
Why else does it not cease to amaze us,
though we see it over and over?
“For this child I prayed; and the LORD
has given me my petition which I asked of Him.”
1 Samuel 1:27