Monday, January 24, 2011

And Then There Were None

I find it quite fortunate that I didn't grow close to the calico hamster. We had to take it back.

Again, God gives us many things to be thankful for each day. I had at least two: first, the doctor said Hannah shouldn't be around rodent feces. Second, Petco has a fifteen day return policy. Funny, they always seem surprised when you bring back a live animal. It seems life is fragile that way.

We had a reminder of that today, January 24, 2011. When I called Hannah on my break this morning she said she was experiencing cramping and was worried that we might lose the baby. We talked about it and I told her not to worry until she spoke with a nurse or doctor.

The thought of losing something, someone, who you've been hoping for, was scary. And this is statistically the most dangerous part of the pregnancy. Hannah told me that she's always afraid to find blood, which would be one of the first signs of a miscarriage.

It also reminded me that I'm not ready to be a parent. That doesn't mean that I don't want to be or that I'm not going to try. But I'm just not prepared. I don't think anyone really is, from Hannah and I, to our parents when the time came, stretching all the way back to Adam and Eve.

The fact that we, as the human race, have given birth to writers and poets, thinkers and inventors, fisherman and theologians, says something to God's common grace given to all. Just thinking about the seas and storms that await us as parents makes me realize too that His grace may be common in abundance, but it is uncommon in its pervasiveness and effectiveness. Praise the God of creation.

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