So I spent some time today with some of my family. I don't see my family all the time so it was a great reminder of how important they are to me. My wife and I saw our newest nephew for the first time...a six week old bundle of joy (and poop and gurgles). As I watched my wife hold the little guy, I was just struck by the amazing grace that we have been given. I mean, have you ever just sat and thought about the miracle of a baby? And I couldn't help but wonder how this measure of goodness can exist in a world that is plagued by so much war, and poverty, and selfish ambition. How is it possible that the two can co-exist? Is either good or evil simply an illusion?
I'm encouraged because I have faith that good wins out over evil. I'm reminded of a David Crowder Band song that includes the lyrics:
"But a certain sign of grace is this:
From the broken earth
Flowers come up pushing through the dirt"
Amen.
2 comments:
Yes, Many times, I have thought about the miracle of a new baby. You would be one of them
mom, thanks for posting!...and reminding me that I'm a miracle. :)
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