Saturday, February 6, 2010
A New Addition
I thought I would never see a baby be born again.
I spent most of the morning and early afternoon keeping a fatherly distance in the waiting room. I was surprised to be invited in to help give my daughter a blessing. Later, I was asked to help move her. At that point, I took a chair in the doorway.
It was not an easy delivery. The room was quiet. A lot of silent prayers were ascending up to heaven. There was a stillness like a presence of angels. If you have ever witnessed a birth, you know what I mean.
I was asked to step in and take a turn holding my daughter's right hand. The baby had just crowned and in minutes he emerged. I was so excited, but not nearly as was his mother and father.