The Babys Room
Being the father of 3 boys, I can still recall their infant cries in the middle of night. Half awake, I would stumble down the hall and retrieve them from their crib.
By the time my third son came along, I had the 3 A.M. drill down to a routine. Then, on one such night, I awoke,not from his cry, but from the sound of silence. I glanced at alarm clock 3:15 A.M. "Any moment now" I murmered to myself. Minutes passed, still no cry. "Is he alright?" I asked myself....as anxiety began to pour in. I waited a few minutes more, til my nervous imagination and fear got the better part of me,I ejected myself from the mattress and I moved quickly down the hall to his room.
With my heartbeat racing, I aproached the crib, leaned over and observed. I gently lifted him up and held his tiny face to my mouth..there they were..the tinest but sweetest breaths one could possibly imagine! As I held my precious son to my chest,simultaneously, my heightened fears were put to rest. In that quiet moment I could not help but wonder about our Creator. Why doesn't he come to our cries in the middle of the night? What could possibly be preventing him from wanting to pick us up and hold us close? Reasure us that we are safe? How could he resist such a pleasure in comforting us?
I cannot speak for our Creator, but on that night I did realize that he has selected a wonderful nursemaid to attend to us. This nursemaid is is at our sides at all times, and never fails to pick us up during our darkest moments. The nursemaid that our Creator has selected is called HOPE.
As my boys grew, I observed them carefully. Whether catching butterflies, baseballs or a fish. Whether they were blowing out candles on a birthday cake,loving their pets, or studying for a test, I have seen their nursemaid,HOPE, standing in their shadows, providing that "safe haven" for their dreams and sometimes I could even see the Nursemaid bringing their dreams a little closer to them!
Now I know, when I step outside at night, and gaze into the night sky, musing upon the stars and moon, their beauty and precision.....that little spark of eternal energy that runs through my nerves, is merely a confirmation that my nuresemaid, HOPE is standing nearby!
Peace and Blessings.....Marc :)