Resting in the arms of the Father
As I sit here in the hospital I am simply amazed at the miracle of life. I hold my newborn son in my arms for the very first time and marvel at this little life that lies here before me. Now he is resting in my arms. Peaceful, quiet, content. He has been through quite journey, but here he is.
When I think back over the last 9 months I remember how many times others asked me if I was ready to be a father and if I could believe it. I always answered the same way, that it would not hit me until I was holding him in my arms. Now that moment has come at last. It is all that I had hoped for, and more. As he lays here and sleeps in my arms, I am suddenly overwhelmed with the emotion of the moment. I love him more than words could express.
It is in this moment that God speaks to me the depth of His love for me. I recognize the love I have for Luke right now, and I realize that is the same love, even more so, that my heavenly Father has for me. No words could express that beautiful truth that this tiny life in my arms now reminds me.
I realize how much I long to simply rest in my Father’s arms like Luke is doing now. How great is His love for me, I cannot fully realize it and yet in this moment I understand it so much better now. Not only that but I long for it more and more, to be drawn close to the Father’s love as He holds me in His arms. what a beautiful picture of His love he has blessed me with, and an equally beautiful baby boy to go with it!
So now when I think about resting in my Father’s arms, I will have this beautiful picture to remind me of that amazing truth of how deep His love for me is….
