I love it when they call me Big Poppa

Our third son - Nile - was born last week!  20.5 inches long; 6 lbs 8 oz... and he.is.beautiful!

Of all the things that delight my heart (see previous 7 blog entries), and cause me to celebrate and appreciate Who God is, NOTHING even comes close to the birth of my children!  Three times I have witnessed my son(s) being born - and each time I have felt a presence and knowledge of God that is so real that I can relate realistically with those Old Testament stories of personal encounters with a very real God! 

Fourteen years ago, I actually delivered our first son, Christian.  It was in that moment that a part of the mystery of God was revealed to me.  My whole life I had heard that God is "our Father in Heaven," but I never understood that.  In all honesty, in my mind it was pretty much just an empty title. But with the birth of each of my boys, something clicked in my soul, and I began to understand how God sees and loves me. 

God is there for us, and with us, no matter what we go through.  He loves us even if we rebel against Him; He even loves us when we don't even believe in Him!  He gives us freedom to choose His path or to choose any other... of course, God really really wishes we would follow His path.  After all, Father does indeed know best.  And, God the Father loves us enough to let us face the consequences of our choices. 

That's difficult to do.  But, as the Daddy of Christian, Jericho, and Nile, I know that if they must understand that they are not random accidents in the universe, but that the choices they make and how they live their lives matters. 

What an amazing life!

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Hi Pastor Steve!

Your blog is awesome...funny, hip, engaging and thought-provoking. I wanna stay in touch, fo'sho! Are you on Twitter/Facebook?

Keep up the good work!
Sis Myisha

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