Yesterday a friend's grandson celebrated his first birthday. I remember
when my wife and I went to the hospital to be with the family when he was born.
After we were informed of his birth, we waited until time for us to go to the
nursery to see him for the first time.
I remembered back to the birth of my own son. At
first he was blue, and the delivery team had to deal with those attending
issues. But finally there came a time when I was able to hold him in my arms
for the first time. In my mind, he was the most beautiful, the most perfect
creature I had ever seen. I knew I was going to be totally preoccupied with his
very existence for quite a while.
Do you remember when your first child was born? Your first
grandchild? You counted all the fingers and toes to make sure the count was
right. You watched everything to function properly. You
probably even wanted to see which
side of the family the baby resembled most. All in all, you were immediately in
love with this brand new person.
This gives us a unique perspective on how God might have felt the first time He saw Adam's face.