a few days ago, my wife and i received some wonderful news: our first grandchild had been born! she is a perfect baby so far as anyone can tell, and she and her mother are doing well. in the pictures our son sent us, he is happy and proud. we cannot wait to see her in person and to celebrate with our son and our granddaughter's mother. we'll go over to their home in a few days to have lunch and to cuddle this precious gift.
we had given up on the idea of having a grandchild when we learned that we would finally become grandparents. as i think on this new life that has come into the world, i marvel at the miracle of birth. this is especially true during this time of year, as trees bud out, grass greens, and all the manifestations of spring appear. soon it will be easter, the christian version of the ancient tale of birth and rebirth. in my questioning mind, i doubt the story of the founder of our faith rising from the dead. instead, i think of those things which arise from the earth at this season, of grass growing, flowers poking out of the ground and blooming, of dormant trees coming to life again. the story of the resurrection is the story of life renewing itself, as it does every spring.
may we rejoice in the miracles of nature and in the birth of new life. may we be filled with gratitude that the sun warms all of creation and brings about the renewal of spring. may we see and rejoice in the wonders of each passing season. may we sense the warmth of love shared with one another and the universe. shalom.
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