One day, in heaven, God could not be found. The angels could see His light shining but could not seem to get His attention. "I think He's at it again." one of the angels whispered to another. "Yes", he replied, "He's creating something special." Some others overheard them and nodded, saying. "He only does this every so often...it's not like a daily miracle. He's working on something so special."
Soon, He was there among them. "I have a wonderful gift to bestow on the earth. Let us look for a special family, one full of love and peace. One who knows Me."
It did not take long, and the household was found. It had one father, one mother, and one young son. God could see the patience the parents had for their son and the love that flowed in and around their home. He looked at the mother and father in their workplaces and observed the flow of love that did not stop in their own home. He also noted that loving grandparents, of each, were close by and had willing-to-help hearts.
"I think they are perfect", God said. "We will send my new wonder to this family. He will be a blessing to the family and the family will be a blessing to him." The angelic host was in one accord. They praised God for His gift. "This family will grow. They will be a beacon of hope to others. They will abound in love and blessings directly from us."
God whispered to the little gift, "You will teach them so much and you will learn so much from them. There is nowhere else on earth where you will be loved so much and one day you will all return to live with me." The baby smiled as God kissed him goodbye-for-now.
And that is the story of how Briggs Benjamin was given to Jeremy, Tracy, and Owen! Praise God!
NOTE: I wrote this before Briggs got home from the hospital and shared it with Robin, who had come in from Seattle to be with her sister and family. We agreed I should 'sit on it' and I just found it while cleaning out some papers and thought I would share it. It's nothing fancy, but I believe God put it on my heart, as I wrote without thinking about anything except grateful love. I love you, Briggsy!
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