I was holding my sleeping granddaughter and admiring the smooth flow of her cheek. She is one cute kid. Then my eye drifted up a few inches and I saw the arm of an old man with old man skin, sagging muscles and grey hair. What a contrast.
Think about it. Someone was once holding me and seeing the same contrast. She will hold a baby some day and possibly notice the same thing.
We think human beings have so much in common. And we should but there are people and possibly entire cultures that don’t look at it that way. The Romans saw no problem with taking a child that did not fit into their plans and leaving it exposed on the Forum tiles to die or be picked up by someone looking to raise inexpensive slaves. The religion of Canaan when Israel entered the land practiced throwing their first born into a blazing furnace to satisfy their gods. Modern liberals have no problem with late term abortions where the baby is born alive by some miscalculation of the “doctor” then allowing the baby to die from lack of attention.
I rejoice that I follow a God who became human in the form of a baby born without a silver spoon in His mouth. I rejoice in the knowledge that even this little child was conceived in the image of God.
Suddenly it is time to change a diaper. Daily life interrupts the philosophical muse. Let’s hope it is a number one and not a number two.
homo unius libri
Like they say, "the more things change, the more they stay the same. Diapers still need changed and heathens still sacrifice babies.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that the sad truth. But I also find hope in the small number of righteous it would have taken to save Sodom.
DeleteGrace and peace