As I write this, it is 1:40 AM on January 31. It is my son James’ 16th birthday, so first of all, Happy Birthday James! At 11:30 AM yesterday morning our family began the long trip back to Staunton, VA after seeing the birth of our first grand child. It was an amazing experience and well worth the wait. The weather coming home was a little crazy, so between the coffee and trying to unwind, I’m still up and not quite ready to sleep.
That being the case, and the fact that Robert Benjamin Clement’s birth seems to have made me wax philosophical over the last day or two – lot’s of thoughts have been running through my head – thoughts that were different than when my children were born, so I thought I might share them.
- I don’t know why, but little Robert laying my arms, just simply amazed me. He was so tiny, much tinier than I remember our own. Tuesday morning when I got to hold him for the first time, Immediately David’s words came to mind, “For I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” Seeing Robert reminded me of just how amazing God has made us.
- When Pam and I found out that we were going to be grandparents, I was a bit in denial. I thought to myself, “I’m too young,” but eventually I got over that…The full excitement didn’t really hit me until Robert was born – and then I became a pile of mush. It was so hard to leave our kids in Ottawa and especially difficult to leave our grandson.
- Another thought that came to me was how amazing the incarnation was – that Jesus came to earth in the flesh. Robert is completely dependent on those around him. How could it be that the creator of the world, humbled himself that he had to be completely reliant on his own creation to take care of him as a human? That just boggled my mind this morning. Jesus really loves us! Jesus really loves you!
- As I mentioned above, I was a bit in denial at first and on Tuesday morning when Robert was born, I said something about becoming a grandparent and someone reminded me that I was already a grandparent before Robert was born and you know, she was right. The psalmist tells us that even when we were in our mother’s womb, God knew us. That’s amazing!
- It’s a different feeling being a grandparent vs. being a parent. I haven’t been able to put it into words, yet and Pam mentioned it as well. Perhaps sometime next week, we’ll put our heads together and see what we come up with.
Well, that’s about it. The wind has really picked up and sounds like it’s going to blow us off the hill. I’m getting sleepy so, I’m going to sign off. Blessings….