Monday was a long day for two of the families in our small group and can probably be best summed up in the profound realization expressed by the daughter (kindergarten age) of one of the before-mentioned families: "wow, we know someone who died on the same day someone else was born."
It continues to amaze me how truly perceptive children are because it was a day in which one couple welcomed a newborn baby girl into the world while another family said goodbye to a loved one--in this case a grandfather and even a great grandfather. It can be a time for tears, both of pain and sorrow and of happiness and joy. It can be a time of transition, as we adjust to life now different than the way it was before. More importantly though, is that both represent a time of hope. There is hope for the endless possbilities of a life yet to be lived to the glory of God and there is hope in the transforming power of a legacy left for all of those who follow because of a life fully lived. In the end, both seem to provide yet another small glimpse into the miracle that is the gift of life. And, in all likelihood, the families will leave this moment changed in some way(s) because of the impact of the experience to the praise and glory of God. I think it is evident that it has already influenced at least one particular young one.
Leave it to those who Jesus calls us to have faith like to provide us (once again) with insight into meaningful life!
I don't think I'd want to have it any other way...Father, thank you for the gift of life.
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