"Creator of All Babies, We Give You Praise"

The following brief poem was written when reflecting upon Job 1:20-22, Psalm 139:13-16, and John 9:3, and also in anticipation of the arrival of our sixth child (Katie, Luke, and three babies who miscarried preceded this baby girl ). This was also inspired by a dream I had recently in which this soon-to-be-born girl was 9 or 10 years old and she had Downs Syndrome. Lastly, this poem is in honor of Kaleb Schaffner, my sister’s precious boy who has Cerebral Palsy and is a wonderful demonstration of God’s great handiwork. [6-24-08]

Creator of All Babies, We Give You Praise

The parents are told, “Good health is what matters.”
Yet this is purely unbiblical chatter.
The womb is the workshop where God forms and weaves.
With each baby’s design, He’s never displeased.
Creator of all babies, we give You praise!

Clarity arrives when on God we reflect.
See wisdom, see goodness, He makes no rejects.
But what about babies who live only days?
Job says, “The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away.”
Creator of all babies, we give You praise!

So when our baby comes one day very soon,
The craftsmanship of God will exit the womb.
Either ill or healthy, God’s plan we will know.
A child in His image, Christ’s love we must show.

Creator of all babies, we give You praise!