Four Chambers

Sometimes, there are somethings that just amaze me to where I’m almost at a loss for words; almost. Yesterday Jess and I went for our ultrasound to find out the sex of our baby, and what a trip that was. It’s funny how so many people can go through something, but when it happens to you it’s like the biggest deal ever.

“Wow Paul, you guys had an ultrasound- that’s never happened to anyone before!  You should write about this thing that no-one has ever had done before and give them your thoughts so that they can find out what it’s all about.” 

Thank you, and I will.  Also I hear your sarcasm, and I don’t think I like it very much, but you would want to write about your ulrasound as well if you discovered your child was one day going to be the Master of the Universe, all He-Man style and stuff (and yes, he probably will wear a pair of fur speedos).

“Geez Paul, those are some pretty high expectations, don’t you think?  I mean, fur speedos?   How would he even find those?” 

Well, to that I say, “a) He would fashion his own fur speedos from the pelt of  the (first)  Grizzly he’s going to kill with his bare hands while hiking through Alaska hunting terrorists with nothing on but a pair of moccasins, and b) High expectations?  Oh hellz no!”- not if you saw what I saw in that ultrasound monitor. Huge, huge biceps (already), and like a size 15 foot and a huge fluffy head of hair that waved in the currents of the amniotic fluid. I just know he’s going to grow up to be strong like bull.  I feel sorry for Jess.

Besides all that, obviously he’s healthy. He’s about 9 ounces right now, and developing well. It was crazy to see him actually moving; at our first ultrasound, when the doctor confirmed the pregnancy, all you could see was his little heart beating super fast. He said it was something like 200 bpm, or something crazy like that.  Anyway, flash forward to yesterday, and the first thing the ultrasound tech zeroed in on (besides his huge head of hair) was his heart, and there it was, all four chambers beating like crazy.  What a sight!!  There he was, moving around, practicing his kick-boxing moves on my wife’s bladder, and all I could think about was what a perfect little creation he is.  I honestly cannot wait to meet him, and when I think about him coming, I am so thankful to God for his four frenzied chambers.  These are the four chambers that will deliver him to our arms and our lives and our own hearts, that will give him the will and the strength and the power to be himself, that will take him from the womb to the grave;  before lungs, before kidneys, before legs, before thoughts, before intentions, before hurts, there is his little heart. 

 

I used The Google, you know, the one on The Internet’s, to look up how many times the word “heart” is used in scripture, and it comes up a meager 743 times.  I love it when you finally make a connection from real life to what God has declared; it says in the bible that God writes his laws upon our heart, that he knows and is grieved by our hardened hearts, and that he knows the evil that lies within them;  to not lose heart, to love God and one another with our hearts, that our hearts are refreshed by the saints and by Christ, that it’s our heart’s that are directed into God’s love.  God cares about our hearts, and is it any wonder that it is so?  It’s this little four chambered organ that is the perfect picture of where our True Life comes from, how we are nourished, kept alive, how we are purified.  How not coincidental is it that like Christ, our hearts are with us from the beginning to the end.

So anyways, I’m stoked.  I know life is going to get pretty crazy around here pretty quick, but I am more than ok with that.  I just can’t wait to meet the little guy and give him his first punch in the neck!