Reflections on my 7-day old

You’d think it would get old.

One week ago our little bundle of 8 lbs and 13 oz entered the world and changed our lives. As she was drifting off to sleep today, I couldn’t help but stare at this image of raw beauty, vulnerability, and potential. I’m in love. It wasn’t just a glance, it was a gaze. There’s something glorious about a baby. We all know that. The thing is, this isn’t my first rodeo in the daddy department; this is number eight. Somehow I thought it would start to get old, but it doesn’t. I see things in this little girl I can’t even put into words.

And it leaves me curious.

What do the angels see?

Scripture says the angels don’t stop gazing at the beauty of God. What if their bowing before his throne is not coercion? What if they don’t keep gazing and praising because they’re forced labor? What if it’s the only natural response to what their eyes are being exposed to? Think about these eyes.

The four living creatures, each having six wings, were full of eyes around and within. And they do not rest day or night, saying: Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!” (Revelation 4:8)

I won’t pretend to comprehend the implications of six wings and a multitude of eyes, but I’ll tell you this. Everything God creates is made to thrive in its particular environment. Penguins are packaged differently than seagulls. Polar bears aren’t designed for the same places as anacondas. God makes creatures to flourish in their native environment. What does it tell you when the beings that live closest to God are equipped with eyes all around and within?

I wonder if I’ve overlooked glory today.

God’s kingdom calls for response. Response to beauty. And grace. And power. What if his love is so deep, his beauty so stunning, his majesty so infinite that perpetual adoration never becomes mundane?

What do those angels see?

Apparently it never gets old.

May it be “on earth as it is in heaven.” Amen.

Categories: Musings

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