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I guess just about every daddy
takes a couple of pictures of himself holding his baby's hands
and feet in his own hand. I was not thinking any particularly
deep thoughts when I took the two pictures on this page, but
when I was reviewing the hundreds of pictures I have taken of
Yaleana in her first week of life I came across these and I
immediately began to cry.
All at once I considered the life
that I have lived ... many of the years quite totally wasted as
a modern day prodigal son ... and then I considered the woman
who is now my wife ... how much I love her, and how I have never
experienced anything in my life that I could compare to my
marriage to Jennifer.
And then I saw this little
hand and these tiny little feet in my own hand, and for the
first time in my life I understood what all those people over
the years had meant when they told me, again and again, that
until you have a child of your own you cannot possibly imagine
the love that will fill your heart as you hold in your arms a
new little life that has sprung forth from your own.
They were more right than I
can even begin to explain... and when I came across these two
pictures earlier I ... the guy who is NEVER at a loss for words
... was reduced to my tears of joy and heartfelt thankfulness
... and a weak attempt to utter, through my constricted throat,
a simple yet heartfelt ...
"Thank You Lord..." |
