February 8, 2017 will forever have a different significance for my wife Carla and me. We were awakened by a text message from our son Stephen saying that our first grandchild arrived at 1:46 a.m. He was born weighing 10lbs 3oz and measuring 21.0 inches in length. You’ve already guessed his name. Both baby and mother are doing very well.
There are some things in life that are very difficult to describe: the taste of honey, the feelings arising from being on the Sea of Galilee, and now for me, being a grandfather. I now realize that Carla and I share all the joy, which our children Stephen and Rachel have in being new parents.
For the rest of our lives the joy that is Thomas’ will be ours. Also, the joy, which is Stephen and Rachel’s concerning Thomas, will be ours as well. The opposite is also true. The hurt and struggles of life for Thomas will be ours to carry, for him and his parents. This is the multiplication of love.
As people of faith, we know that the joy and love we experience comes from the very heart of God. Because before Thomas belonged to Stephen and Rachel, Thomas Carl belongs to God.