Creation

The day the Lord created hope 

was probably the same day 

he created Spring. 

Bern Williams 

The news came to us
within the last two weeks. 

It took my breath away. 

My youngest nephew and his lady 

are having a baby this summer. 

The feelings flooded in –
as the shock subsided. 

There’s nothing conventional about this event; 

not their ages: 

his, 36, hers, 45;

their relationship: 

committed
but not legally binding;

their lifestyle: 

connected to’ the mainstream’ 

for jobs/salaries only 

but otherwise 

as far ‘off the grid’ 

as someone can get 

these days. 

For years, 

those of us who love them 

haven’t been able to figure out
‘the how and the why’ 

of why and how
they work. 

It’s amazingly surreal 

to think that from the rich stew
of all they are, 

separately
and together, 

a new life
has been
created. 

It feels right that we should find out in spring – 

when every sign of re-creation
is glorious
and stunningly
beautiful – 

and seems to exist
for no other reason 

than to give pleasure
simply
through its existence. 

Clearly God decided 

this sometimes
drab and dreary world 

needed 

whatever this little one 

is destined 

to add to our family.

This should be interesting.