womb

The baby is nine and a half months old. I could say I don't know where the time flew, but I do. Newborn blur, life with two littles, the months when he stopped sleeping, the months when we started moving. Since his arrival on this spinning planet, we've been whirling fast. But the nine month marker makes me stop and take notice. He's now been on this side of life - the bright, busy, bustling side - for as long as he grew in silence and darkness within me. It's the tipping point towards life ex utero. When I marvel at how much he's changed since last August, I realize it's matched only by the astonishing growth that took place in his first nine months, the ones wrapped in mystery. Before my eyes he's learned to smile and laugh, crawl and creep. But before I ever glimpsed him, he transformed from two cells into a complete, complex human being. A holy mystery. In Scripture, the Hebrew word for mercy is related to the word for womb. Thus, to live within God's compassion is to rest … [Read more...] about 40 weeks: God’s womb & mine