I find everything about my two month old son remarkable. Now, I know there’s some pride in there (“My baby is the best baby of all the babies, ever. I have spoken.”). In all seriousness, he is remarkable. I remember our doctor telling us that he knows God exists because the odds of becoming pregnant, even in normal healthy people, are astounding. He said the fact that it happens at all is just incredible. So many little things have to happen. Every piece and part has to be just right. The timing has to be perfect. This makes my son, in my mind, remarkable.
This extends to genetics as well. I see so many pieces and parts so beautifully blended from my wife’s heritage and mine. He has my wife’s smile, pouty lip, eyes, feet, and height. He’s so tall at two months. Twenty-four inches! That certainly didn’t come from my side of the family. Most people say he looks just like me. I disagree. He looks a bit more like my wife than me. At the same time, he’s got pieces of me scattered through there. I see it from time to time. But what is so great, is that he’s his own person too. He has his own unique look. I call it adorably handsome. You got good genes kid.
All this to say that it’s amazing that God can bring together all the pieces of the puzzle of our life at the right time. His time. I look back and see how the pieces fit but looking forward it’s a little hard to see. I’m so grateful for a God that knows where each piece goes. It increases my faith to know that He’s always there.
“Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely.” (1 Corinthians 13:12 NLT)