"God's Witness"

I held my grandson! In my arms!
I felt the virtue flow!

I looked into my newborn's face!
I saw perfection glow!

No guile in his being!
No malice in his space!

The peace I sensed within myself!
It was a sacred place!

The reverence of the moment!
When we touched each other's souls!

Unblemished infant! Undefiled!
A joy that can't be told!

Revealed light! The breath of life!
From heaven's home now sealed!

Trust! And love! And holiness!
To know that God is real!

POET'S COMMENTS

If ever there were a witness that God does live and is real, it would be found in the miracle of a newborn child. No such occurrence, could ever be attributed to a random chain of events that would result in a "perfect little human being." Every thing within my soul and intelligence tells me, "It is no accident!" Only God could create such perfection, love, and light!

"The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life." (Job 33:4)

"And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul." (Genesis 2:7)

Spirit to spirit, a divine and sacred tie is felt between infant and parent. Words cannot explain this eternal bond. It is as real as the air we breath.

If ever there were a glimpse into heaven, it is when we hold our newborn child! Praise to God for a perfect plan that brings such joy!