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Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Birth

Yesterday, at 4:26 a.m., my newest grandson was born.

Justus Sterling Boettner is my fifth grandchild, and I have been privileged to be present at the birth of all five.
I wonder if I can capture here what struck me as I watched my daughter labor to bring forth this new child.
I can try, anyway.
Rachel has birthed three other babies-----she is, at this point, a skilled laborer :-)
I watched as the contractions pressed in on her, puckering her face with concentration and discomfort.
I could not help but think about the circumstances in our lives, how we carry a great unborn hope that requires all our attention.  We know there is a great good to be born, but we travail.


As the pressure increased, Rachel knew from experience that resisting and tensing up slows the labor.   But there must be a response, a cry-----as I watched her relax into her task, my heart cheered as I heard her tune her cries to a note of music!  What note was that, I wondered?----it made a hard thing beautiful.  She sang the baby into this world!






  "Come thou fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing thy praise"  The old hymn comes to mind as I process God's beautiful message-----maybe Rachel was singing in the key of "Yes".   And through Christ I answer back "Amen and Hallelujah!"

How Great Thou Art!

3 comments:

  1. Thank you Sue for this. It made me cry...the good kind of tears. It really hit the nail on the head and helped me to almost feel like I was there as well! I love you Oregon Family. Keep the blogs coming! ;)

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  2. Aww.....wish we could have been together to work through a box of Kleenex. Just think, Moriah, Samuel and Justus could play together at some point. They're only four months apart! I can dream anyway!

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  3. Sue, I read this just now. Very sweet. I cried too. Thank you. God bless.

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