Knit Inside My Womb

I don’t know how people can have the miracle of a baby and not believe in God. I know me, I know my body, and I know that I am not capable of making something out of nothing, of creating human life within my very belly with little or no direct effort on my part. And yet there is something that is growing inside of me, developing a brain, heart, lungs, and a personality, which was not there only months ago. Therefore, to deny that there is a Creator that made our bodies gifted to do the impossible is both ignorant and senseless. It is one thing to dismiss that animals and other creatures are capable of such things, as it is distant and disconnected from our lives, but once you have a baby inside of you, once you experience the miracle of a child, another human being, being knit together in your womb, I see no possible way to dismiss this as anything but an absolute miracle accomplished only by Someone as accomplished as my God. 

My baby Lincoln at 20 weeks.