A Mom's Musings

We recently welcomed our first grandchild, a daughter born to our oldest daughter and her husband. On the morning of her scheduled c-section, as I prepared to go to the hospital, I felt rather contemplative, and decided to write down my thoughts. Now, after 2 months, I have decided to share them here:

We are quiet this morning, thoughtful, as we await the delivery of Anjali. It is not unlike a pensive pause in the flurry of activity just before a wedding, or a reflective time in the room of the dying: joy mixed with anticipation.

Events in the lives of loved ones have a way of making us contemplative-- as we ponder the meaning of life. So concrete, yet so elusive and transitory. Just as a mother cannot stop a baby from "coming," so, too, we cannot hold the living among us when their time comes to leave us and move on.

At these moments, it is good to pause and reflect on life, and the One Who is the Giver of all life. He, too, was born. He, too, celebrated marriage, indeed, will come one day for His bride. He, too, wept at a friend's tomb. And He, too, died. But His death was designed to bring us life --not just this fleeting, ephemeral one, but Life Eternal, the only concrete thing of which we can be sure.

Father, thank You for life, both the temporal, and the eternal! Thank you for Anjali, and her parents, Christy and Manoj. We commit them into Your keeping.