A List Maker's Life: Awestruck Wonder

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Awestruck Wonder

When I in awestruck wonder
consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars
I hear the roaring thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

Quite certain I was sparing us both from the disappointment of unrealistic expectations, when Gabe was born I decided his baby book just didn't need the typical page listing developmental milestones. The one with the small blank for proud mamas to fill in the month and year next to each.  I may have secretly been protecting myself from the heart ache of lines left blank or comparing Gabe to his siblings.

Gavin: Sitting Independently, 5 months
Gabe: Sitting Independently, 2 years
Would either line be any less of a miracle? Of course not.

the roaring waves
the roaring thunder
first cry
success on the second try

Why do I find myself defining miracles as extreme accomplishments and events unusual?

After all, I don't see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles when every year there are miracles like white dogwood. ~Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Miracle (n):  
an unexplained effect in the physical world
divine intervention in human affairs
a wonder; marvel

the sunrise
the flowers bloom
Gavin's first steps, 16 months
the rooster crows
their hair grows
Anne Hope's first steps, 12 months
tiny cocoon
full moon
Gibson's first steps, 14 months
a foot wiggle
a belly giggle
I pull the fourth baby book off the shelf
picture in hand
I tape it to the back cover and add a caption
Power throughout the universe
Gabe's first steps, 19 months

Then sings my soul
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  1. One of my favorite hymns of all times. So perfectly used in your creatve post. Indeed, how great!

  2. indeed, the Lord is good. I sit in awestruck wonder.

    I Know Nothing But Miracles
    Walt Whitman

    As for me, I know nothing else but miracles,
    Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
    Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
    Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
    Or stand under the trees in the woods,
    Or talk by day with any one I love,
    Or sleep in bed at night with any one I love,
    Or watch honey bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon...
    Or the wonderfulness of the sundown,
    Or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
    Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring...
    What stranger miracles are there?

  3. Steps?!?! That IS a miracle! GO Gabe!


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