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Bam! . . . Here’s a Baby! The Chronicles of Sadie (day 1)

July 16th, 2008

Focus Text: Psalm 139: 13-16 (NLT)

 13 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
      and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
 14 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
      Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
 15 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
      as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.


Stop Here and Reflect Before Reading Ahead

Most of you who know me know that today (which would be yesterday for you readers) was the day that my first child, Sadie, made her grand entrance into this world.  In honor of this momentous occasion, I dedicate the remaining Daily Threads of this week to reflections about this miraculous experience.  I invite you to sit back and journey with me as we explore The Chronicles of Sadie (cue the impressive opening orchestral score).

It is 9:00 p.m. at this moment and I’m sitting in a reclined hospital chair next to the hospital bed.  Just before picking up my computer to type this thread, my precious new daughter was nestled snuggly in my arms, fast asleep.  Her every little breath, squeak, and sigh cause her Mommy and I to smile.  That’s all it takes: a squeak.

She’s wearing a miniature toboggan, a little newborn t-shirt, a diaper, and a little censor attached to her leg with a cotton-wrap that will sound an alarm if anyone tries to take her away from the hospital– cool! Diaper-wise, yeah I’m pretty experienced already having changed the first two poopy diapers with an efficiency that boggles the mind!  I’m pretty sure they’re going to offer me a nursing job before I leave.

Now, Sadie is in bed with her Mommy . . . still sound asleep.  It is just the three of us and it’s about the closest thing to bliss that I’ve ever experienced.

I’m taken aback by so many varied things that occurred today, but I think the most striking characteristic of the day is that Laura and I came to the hospital just the two of us and we will leave the hospital with three.  I know, I know, it sounds obvious; but it’s really a crazy idea.  One minute, we were sitting in the operating room talking to the nurses and doctors who were standing there and five minutes later . . . bam!

We knew she was in there.  We even had some idea what she might look like through the stunning technology of the 4-D Ultrasound (previous blog at  The rooms are painted.  The car seat is installed.  The meals are frozen.  The furniture is assembled.  The baby’s closet is full and Daddy’s wallet is empty.  I mean, we knew she was coming.

But preparatory details still can’t prepare one for the moment that it happens . . . and it happens fast!

Well, it happens fast to us.  In actuality, it’s been happening for nine months– we just couldn’t see it. Since we each view life through our own personal set of lenses, we often think that the reality thereof is colored the way that we see it.  For example, relationships end everyday seemingly suddenly and one party asks, “But why?  Everything was fine yesterday!”  No, everything was not fine, you just weren’t aware of what is wrong.  Therefore, the moment that we encounter an experience, we consider it new; but the reality is, its our entrance into the situation that’s actually new.

So, Sadie may be new to me, but only because this is the first time I’ve met her.  But there is someone else who has already met her.  Psalm 139 reveals the ultimate ultrasound of the Creator’s handiwork.  Not only has He been watching Sadie, He’s been knitting her together like a priceless woven tapestry.  She’s new to us, but she’s quite familiar to Him.

I wonder what other miracles are growing deep within the recesses of our spirits just waiting for the “bam” moment to occur.  I promise that nothing of value just appears; it usually germinates within us growing, maturing, and preparing for the moment that the light of the outside world will expose its beauty and reveal the handiwork of the Creator.

Maybe tomorrow, you’ll just suddenly overcome that temptation . . . bam!  

Maybe in a few days, that person you’ve been praying for will suddenly have a turnaround . . . bam!  

Rest assured, our “bams” are the just the moments that God lets us in on His masterpiece plan and as we cradle close to our hearts the miracles of His mercy, we will remember that His hands are weaving our dreams.

Tonight, I hold my little bundled dream in my hands and, as the Psalmist says, “how well I know it.”



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