The Newborn Perspective

I am marveling....

At the Newborn Perspective.

Can we all not agree that when we hold a precious, beautiful newborn child, fresh from the hands of God...it affects our perspective?

Life becomes refreshed. We feel something inside that only holding a newborn close to our heart stirs within us.

When they look into our eyes, first beginning to grasp the reality of love, seeing the soft smile and the moistened eyes and hearing the soothing lilt of our voice as we welcome them into our life and heart....it just does something... to us.

As we sit and rock a velvety soft little baby....the confusion and crazy of the world seems to dissipate.
For a time...it seems that "all is right with the world".

Their sweet, fresh, innocence strikes a chord in our inner soul that sends pure and unadulterated joy coursing through our being.

God asks each of us to become as a little child. May we all have that "NEWBORN PERSPECTIVE".

He wants us to look up at Him with those trusting, open eyes...ready to take in all He has to teach us, all He wants to show us.

He wants us to drink in His love, to be nourished by the milk of His grace that we might grow up strong and ready to fulfill the purpose He has for us.

That is my prayer for each of my precious little grandchildren...that they would all come to know, love and serve Him with all their heart and to accomplish the purpose He created them for.

And that is the prayer I still need to pray for myself each and every day.

Thank you Lord for sweet reminders that take us back to what life is all about.

As we snuggle precious newborns to our heart...may we reflect and thank God for the gift of new life...

That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not that I said to you, You must be born again. John 3:7

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