There have been many interesting stories about how babies have been born into the world. This includes how, when, where, and what happened? We all question our existence in the world.
Myself, being born a little over 4 pounds, with a head of dark, thick hair going in all directions I mean in all directions. I laugh every time I see a picture of me being held, and then seeing my hair absolutely out of control.
You would never know it today. Maybe I was the one they saw years ago and then they came up with the phrase, “Are you having a bad hair day?”
Besides all of that, I was a very pretty and loveable baby once they got my hair under control. I had to fight a little, being there wasn’t much poundage there, to make it in life, as technology wasn’t what we have today.
Because I was so small, they called me their little “peanut.” I’m sure those around me were whispering sweet secrets in my ear, trying every which way to get me to extend that beautiful smile of mine, comparing my hands to theirs, and looking at the size of my feet.
These are the same things we still do today with babies of any size.
They then tell me they put me in a shoebox to see if I would fit. I fit perfectly in the shoebox.
Today, I smile, exhale, and roll my eyes at what they did with tiny, little ol’ me.
In return, I always come back to them with humor and say, “At least you didn’t put the cover on the box.”
When seeing a shoebox today, I am amazed at how small I actually was.
This is a good illustration of how small babies were back then, and how they still made it in the world. There are babies today that are under 2 pounds who survive, due to the updated technology they have today.
The shoebox story is just a fun little memory of my past. However, on the reality side of the shoebox story, there are people who do put the cover on the box in today’s world; we call it “abortion.” These people don’t understand that, before we were born, God knew we were to be. Every life is significant to Him, for he died for that life.
This verse alone should tell us how important we were in His plans; “Truly, you have formed my inmost being: you knit me in my mother’s womb. I give you thanks that I am fearfully, wonderfully made; wonderful are your works. My soul also you knew full-well; nor was my fame unknown to you. When I was made in secret, when I was fashioned in the depths of the earth. Your eyes have seen my actions; in your book they are all written; my days were limited before one of them existed.”
We were called, we were named, and we were claimed, even before we were born. That’s a wondrous thought, and an awesome gift from God; given unto us, in his own image. We came into the world with a purpose in mind.