Those Crazy Baby Blues

Roughly 7 months ago, my life was changed.

I’ve written about that before here. It flipped my world upside down.

I had no clue 9 months before when we read the test positive that this little guy would change my life so much.

Being a little bit of a selfish person (admit it, you can be too), it’s been a transition that’s been full of great times and times of “If he cries one more time I’m gonna cry back.” It’s had great moments and tough moments where his mother and I have absolutely no idea what to do next.

We fought sickness, the unknown, spiritual battles, and emotional issues over the last 7 months. That will continue for the rest of our lives. I know that. I understand it.

Just a couple of weeks ago I had some alone time with my little man.

After picking him up from the changing table, kissing him on his head, and walking into the living room to sit in the recliner, I caught his eyes…. More like he caught mine… More like he caught my heart.

I loved him before this moment, but it didn’t have as much sparkle. This moment, when I looked into his “baby blues” I had more clarity than ever on the love of a father… The love of my Father. In that moment I could tell that he knew I had him.

In that moment he knew he had me for the rest of his life.

And so it is with God.

He has us. We have him. His eyes have caught ours. He’s never taken his off of us. He’s head over heels in love with us.

He sees our baby blues… Or greens, or whatever color eyes you have… He created them.

He just wants to look into them and know we’re saying, “You can have me. All of me. I depend on you.”

When’s the last time you let go of all that control you think you possess and just gazed back at him?

Today’s the perfect day!