A Father's Voice
Posted on: 12-06-2005 @ 01:34 pm
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 15, 2005
A Father's Voice
It seems almost impossible not to be cliché when speaking about the birth of a child. I guess the reality is that things often become cliché because they are true, and so it can't be to bad to repeat them. I said all that to justify my next cliché statement. Witnessing the birth of a child (especially the one God has loaned you) is a miracle. Although the "coming into the world" experience is miraculous, I witnessed what I believed was even more miraculous a few moments after my son was born. You see he looked just like a gory alien from a cheap sci-fi film. He also was very unhappy in having just left his nine month condominium set perfectly at 98.6 degrees. This was a new and nasty world he had just become apart of and the surroundings were anything but familiar. After allowing mom to have a peak of this baby Frankenstein, the nurse whisked him to the other side of the room and started the battery round of weighing, testing, and measuring. My instructions had been quite clear from the moment that we had arrived at the hospital. As soon as he was born, I was to rush over, grab the digital camera, and begin snapping pictures of every second of this new little person's life (as if anyone would ever want to see this slimy scene again). The nurse was measuring and Lawton was doing his part by demonstrating for the crack medical team that air was making it's way into his lungs. He was shrieking at the top of his miniature vocals. All of the sudden the "dad" gene kicked into gear and instead of snapping shots, I got down close to his face and began whispering reassurances. That's when it happened! Nothing! Nothing happened. All of the sudden the shrieking stopped and his little eyes began to glance around a bit in search of that familiar tone. He was calm for the rest of the experience, as long as the voice kept talking to him. I was amazed. I had no idea that I had spent the last nine months of this little fellas life developing this kind of relationship with him. As long as dad was talking, he seemed to know everything was going to be all right. Let's face it the large majority of you know where I am going with this. If you're one who has been born into the family of God by deciding to follow His Son Jesus, then you should be hearing voices. Well maybe not voices plural, but a voice. Oh, I know that your new spiritual life can be as hectic as a delivery room, but in the midst of all the weighing, testing, and measuring he is speaking loud and clear. He's determined to get you through this character building process in order to get you home soon, so relax by just stopping to listen to His familiar tone. Fortunately, Lawton didn't have a choice but to listen. He couldn't plug his ears. We can, so let's choose not to and keep listening.
John B Smith
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