Dear Little Baby

Dear Little Baby,

Today your eyes are unafraid and clear–staring into eyes that are fearful of the anguished riddle of the years.  Sleep.  For a few years you will only know tenderness.  Then one day, you too will become aware of the world’s seething cauldron of hate.  And then you, too, will begin to wonder–and you will do one of two things: You will putter around in life, content with building a wall and a web around your little plans and small hopes and creeping ambitions.  OR you will, if you believe in Christ, make your heart a chalice for a few drops of the world’s blood and tears.  And when you know finally, that the ultimate Good begins in Isaiah 53:6 (“We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.”) and ends in John 3:16 (“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”), you will be wise beyond human knowledge and strong beyond any human hope.


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