Monday, November 12, 2007

A few months ago, I participated in a protest, (peaceful), against abortion. As I stood there, along with many others, the thought came to mind, I must admit, is this really going to solve anything? I mean, here I am, standing beside a road, holding a sign, hoping that maybe one person, just one, will drive by and see our signs and make a life changing decision based on what they read. Sure it's a great cause, and I will do it again, but is it worth it? Come on, it's almost 100 degrees, my legs hurt, isn't it time to stop now?

Is it worth it I asked.

As I said, that was a few months ago and I had forgotten all about it. Until today.

Yesterday morning during church, we had a dedication. It was a baby boy, brought by his grandparents. I had never seen them before, so I don't know if their church doesn't dedicate, or they were asked to come, or something else. Doesn't matter. They were there.

It was the normal routine. The pastor anoints the baby with oil, and he and the elders pray over the baby. Something different this time. Looks like a normal baby. Smells like a normal baby. Must be a normal baby. With all this commotion going on, the baby's expression never changes. This baby boy is blind. This baby boy is deaf. I heard the pastor in conversation use the term "crack baby".

As usual, the pastor carries the baby down the aisle, and those of us who are the lucky ones on the end of each pew, get to touch the baby as it passes by. With each touch, there is a difference. The smiles get bigger and bigger. Not ours, the baby's! Can't see. Can't hear. But feels. Feels love and responds to it with the most beautiful smile you can imagine.

So today I remembered my question. Is it worth it? What about rape? What about drugs? What if...what if... what if...

All I know is that that baby was born for God's purpose, and although I don't know what it is, he has already answered a question for me.

Was it worth it? Absolutely.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thank you Randy. Mark