Witnessed a miracle

At my Labor and Delivery shift today I observed, for the first time, a baby being born!
Her name is Yaslyn. She comes from a great Thai family. There were 4 generations represented in the delivery room. The great grandma was the cutest, a small Thai woman who couldn't stop smiling. She was more excited than the mother. I was surprised by three things.
1. How calm the mother was. She wasn't like the moms in the movies. She was so happy and so kind.
2. How hard giving birth is (or looks). Even after hearing about it I didn't realize that it is such a process and takes a whole lot of strength and perseverance.
3. How amazing birth is. It really is a miracle.


I thought of Psalm 139:13-18
"For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake,
I am still with you."


He already knows every single day of this baby's life, every thought, every move. His thoughts toward her out number the grains of sand. This past weekend I was at the beach and when I picked up a handful of sand I couldn't even count the grains in that small little handful!
He loves us!