Wednesday, October 19, 2011

GB-2 (Subject : Safe Haven) "The Babys Room"

                                   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 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 :)


  1. Beautiful post. This was a great interpretation of the prompt.


  2. Oh how I love this. I believe I may have had similar thoughts when my babies were tiny and while rocking and feeding in the wee morning hours, I often thought about how God had given me such a giant responsibility. That line of thinking always takes me HIS responsibility...all of HIS children. His greatness never ceases to amaze me and now I have a name for that 'feeling'; you are so correct, it is Hope. <3

  3. This was just beautiful. Like you, I was an eyes-wide-open parent and yes, I saw Hope as it walked with my children, too, and am grateful for it as it stands by me.

  4. This was a beautiful post!! I was that parent too...always waking up and checking on my kids when they didn't do their nightly wake up return. At some point--I just had to trust it--and all was really well.

    Cheers, Jenn.

  5. This was lovely! Hope is what gets us through all of our struggles.

    I remember when we brought our first born home from the hospital. I stayed up all night with a flash light to make sure he was continuously breathing!

  6. Love it. Wouldn't have stayed positive in my cancer battle had I not had hope!
    Thank You!

  7. I love how you wrote this prompt. Beautiful.

  8. wow this teared me up...what a dad. MOM must have been working!! hehe


  9. Teary reading this. How beautiful to hear of the love a father has for his children....

  10. Such a beautiful heartfelt post! Well done.