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How fresh is the birth of a child.
Like a breeze drifting in off the Sea.
We welcomed our new son with joy,
The first time his face we could see.
We had longed for the chance to be present,
When his first earthly cry we would hear.
And we thank our great God for his grace & his love
That allowed that we could be here.
For this is a time like no other,
Like the rise of the bright morning sun.
When the Doctor brings forth, and lays in our arms
The infant; our God given son!
Like the beauty of Nature’s first light,
That enlightens a tall mountain peak.
For our eyes they were both filled with awe…
When we took of our child our first peek.
As the warmth of the sun comes alive,
Like a flower that’s touched by the bee.
What a blessing to see, the potential indeed,
That inside of this child there might be!
As the sound of a clear mountain stream,
Trickles on as the waters run by;
I’m reminded by God’s purest flow…
That there’s moments in life you can’t buy.
For here is the essence of life…
A child, so tiny and lite.
But it holds in its soul, the greatest of gifts,
The lantern of God’s precious light!
As morning arrives, and the sun moves across
The meadow…revealing the dew.
You know in your heart, that there’s nothing in life,
That will limit what this child could do.
The flowers that lie in the meadow so bright,
Seem aligned in neat little rows.
And God must be great to have given to me…
This child that came forth from a Rose!
How mighty’s the forest that covers the land,
Its secret: the strength of the wood.
God give me the strength to lead my new son…
Down the path that God’s destiny would.
When I look to the heaven’s in the afternoon sky,
See the sunset, whose beauty we knew.
Then we marvel to think that this small little child…
Is from God, and a blessing so new.
Our new little boy, asleep in my arms,
I scarcely can guess what he weigh.
But the glory of life surrounds us each day,
And I know God will show us the way.
So next time you’re out in the world that we share,
Look around, take a moment or two…
To look at the mountains, the trees, and the sky,
Then, you’ll... see his majesty too.
‘Cause I can’t help but look, at this small little child,
And realize the gift that we’ve won…
A gift that is greater than Nature itself,
Is our child, our blessing, our son!
Meet our new son: Ethan Arthur Gardner
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