Friday, January 1, 2010
These are my children. I cannot help the absolute wonder I feel looking at them together like this, learning each other in the way babies do, with a simple acceptance that "you must be part of my life now."
Sometimes, it takes seeing it like this, through my lens, processed before my eyes and under my hand, to make it real.
Is this what God felt at creation, I wonder? Was it a capture of something He had dreamed about, had foreknown? Or was it at incarnation, when He clothed Himself with the dust He'd made to live and be and feel as we do?
What glory He gave up to become a man, a helpless infant. What glory does He now deserve? Can we possibly know its measure within the bounds of our human imagination? Even imagination is not enough to describe Him.
What is man, that He is mindful of him?
Two lives given to me, two little faces that bear some of my image, two little hearts to steal my heart, and love that takes my breath away...
I am not enough for this - but oh, how beautiful!
(Image © Informal Moments Photography)