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Becoming a Grandfather to the Honey of the Hive!

January 4, 2012 By 5 Comments

We got the news through skype over the holidays. Our 1st born son and his wife are going to become parents to a baby! Translated, I am going to become a grandfather! This bundle of belovedness is going to arrive in July. It’s thrilling for Gwen and me to consider this “development” and we treasure this news in our hearts and it has all set us to do a bit of pondering. Pondering is the word that the Bible uses when we learn that Mary is pregnant. She ponders. She thinks. She imagines. The ordinary routine of life is invaded with news that stops your world and shapes your outlook into the future. I simply cannot imagine Mary’s pondering but I am becoming quiet familiar with my own. Here are some of my ponderings upon hearing this very good news!

This baby is already the beloved of God. Formed in the mother’s womb, this child already is loved by God. Isn’t that simply stunning. We read, “Long before the foundations of the world were set, God had you-THIS BABY-in mind and had settled on THIS baby to become the focus of His love (Eph. 1:3, Msg).

All of the days ahead for THIS baby are ordained by God-already. (Psalm 139:16)

This child, my grandchild-flesh of my own flesh is already being cradled by more than fluids in the sac…but held by the very hands of the Eternal God.

 

So, I have tried to put pen to words…put thoughts into a poem for my Beloved grandchild.

 

Here’s what I have written for my grandchild-upon hearing this news and upon further pondering and reflection:

 

The Honey of the Hive

by Stephen W. Smith

 

Every last part of you,

all sinews, muscles and skin

is now jointed in history and future

to what will unfold and begin.

 

Already the Beloved in sacred form,

though not seen, not held and not touched.

Marvelous soul so sacred to be born,

what love now awaits you.

 

Flesh of my own flesh; heart so alive,

With bowed knee and humble mind,

We celebrate the honey of the hive!

What glory now awaits us to kiss this sacred face.

 

A part of me will now through you live

And I am ready for that!

What I will touch is Yours to give,

O Glory be for this good gift.

 

Copyright 2012. Stephen W. Smith

All Rights Reserved.

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  • Mark Weaver

    Congratulations Granpa and Granma Smith!

    • Steve

      Mark, thanks! I’m trying to find a good name for me to be called but maybe the Baby Beloved will come up with this all on their own. Miss you!

  • https:/att.net Harriet Prince

    Steve, I know a lady who is expecting her first child, while on dialysis. I would love to send this poem to her because her pondering is scary right now and I believe it would comfort her spirit to read these words from your thoughts. She loves and trusts God very much, but is very nervous because either mother or child could be lost in this usually natural happening in a woman’s life.

  • Jeannie

    Congratulations! We are excited for you! As others have said, having grandchildren is God’s gift for not killing our teenagers. Seriously, our grandchildren give us joy that we can’t put into words. You will soon understand what we mean.

    • Steve

      Jeannie, thanks for your good words here. It’s already flipped our world and we can’t wait to walk into the future with little hands in ours at this stage. KNowing what we now know about spiritual formation means that we’ll take this seriously. Blessings to you!