Soft, pure, powerless
Entirely captivating
Tiny wordless wonder,
Newborns. Moments after their
birth, we check to make sure they have all their fingers and toes. We make
comments about how much hair they have, or don’t have. We try to assess who
they look like. We marvel. We can’t believe the day has finally arrived. We
take them home, and it’s simply magical.
But no matter how prepared we think
we are, they seem to catch us off-guard with their weird sleep patterns and incessant
needs. They catch us off-guard as well with their adorable utterances and
moments of intimate recognition and connection. There are no words to describe
the wonder which is a newborn baby.
But just what goes through their minds? They are experiencing
everything in their world for the first time. It is new, stimulating, and
sometimes overwhelming. They don’t yet have a language to use—they are taking
in images and interpreting them virtually by instinct. What is good, what is
desirable, what is pleasant. They are virtual sponges for for sensory
data.
They learn to be soothed by a soft,
gentle touch. They learn the difference between comforting sounds and startling
or scary sounds. They are aware of light, movement, temperature—taking it all
in and relying on us to regulate it all to their liking and requirements.
Newborns are continually learning,
which will lead to more and more independence as they grow—with its
corresponding risk-taking and “getting into” things. But in the early days, they
are so completely dependent upon their parents and caregivers.
It’s not until they become mobile and can do
some things on their own that they learn of such dangers as whacking one’s head
on a piece of furniture, getting one’s leg stuck in the bars of the crib, or
eventually…falling down.
So we too, as newborns in Christ,
soak up the surroundings of our newfound environment like virtual sponges. We
rely on the maturity and mentoring of others and are amazed as we learn new
things each day—new facets of God’s Kingdom. And with tending, we grow, no
longer craving “spiritual milk” (I Peter 2:2) but sampling heartier fare, “solid
food,” which “ is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves
to distinguish good from evil” (Hebrews 5:14).
It is in this growth process that
we sometimes lose an element that is so wonderful about newborn life in
Christ—our sense of sheer wonder and awe. Like when a baby falls in love with
the sound of music, or coos as his head is rinsed with warm water, or discovers
his hand for the first time. We forget the creative nature of God and that
there is always new wonder to be
found.
“Many, LORD my God, are the wonders
you have done, the things you planned for us. None can compare with you; were I
to speak and tell of your deeds, they would be too many to declare” (Psalm
40:5). Let us not become so “grown up” that we lose sight of the truly amazing
nature of the God we serve.
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