My son Charlie slept with me last night. Well, that was until my older son Henry woke at 4:00 am from a horrible nightmare and quietly came into my room to stand over my bed, frightening the beejeezies out of me. After recovering from my fright, I heard Henry whispering that he was having trouble falling back to sleep and couldn’t he just crawl in beside Charlie and me — in this Queen sized bed — with Charlie already taking up 3/4 of it diagonally. Oh, and the 45-pound dog. I knew this wasn’t going to work unless one of us was evicted. Thus I began the task of hoisting the snoring Charlie (tangled between the covers, of course) and lifting him into my arms to carry him (almost dropping him and twice banging his dangling feet on the door frames) and place him into the comfort of his bed– in order to make room for Henry in my bed.
When I returned to my room, Henry was already falling back to sleep, and Moz was snoring. I, on the other hand, was wide awake. I was thinking about how I had been awake on and off all night, actually, because Charlie Doyle is quite an active sleeper. He must have changed positions seven times in the five hours we had been sleeping beside (and on top of) one another. At one point he had his bottom stuck up in the air with his knees tucked beneath him, exactly like babies do when they are itty-bitty. At another point, Charlie was hanging halfway off the bed, dragging the comforter with him and off of me. And then there was the moment I turned over to see him in a Superman pose with his feet on my shoulder. And as I lay there thinking about it, a thought came back to me:
This child is the exact same now as he was in the womb.
Charlie was ALWAYS moving in the womb. ALWAYS. At the time it sometimes drove me crazy, but I do recall being relieved– I did not worry about him being okay in there. Charlie was always showing me that he was healthy and active and vibrant and growing just fine. Over the years as Charlie has expressed his passion for dancing, the thought has certainly entered my mind before — about him always dancing in the womb — just as he does here with us.
And as I lay there listening to Henry breathing deeply, I realized that come to think of it…
So was Henry. The same in the womb as he is today.
And so was Louisa.
And so are we all.
Each and every one of us are the same children on earth…
as we once were in the womb.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be…”. ~ Psalm 139:13-16
And then I began thinking about how incredible it is that we exhibit personalities and our inherited nature, in the very womb. And THEN it hit me, with it being Advent and all, how absolutely humbling and amazing it is that it was the same case for God incarnate, Jesus Christ– who did not just leave His throne in Heaven to come to Earth as a baby, but he came to the womb. To the womb of a humble girl in lowly estate, with no home to lay her head when her baby boy, the Son of God, entered the world.
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth. ~ John 1:14
So there I was at 4:45am this morning, pondering deep and mysterious truths. And it all began due to Charlie being an active sleeper, and Henry having a nightmare. I fell back to sleep thankful for the magnitude of it all — that God Himself entered the womb — and how I certainly cannot comprehend it, other than to say it has to be because of His unfathomable Love for us… we who were once
In The Womb, as well.
In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:
Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage;
rather, he made himself nothing
by taking the very nature of a servant,
being made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself
by becoming obedient to death—
even death on a cross!
Therefore God exalted him to the highest place
and gave him the name that is above every name,
that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,
in heaven and on earth and under the earth,
and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord,
to the glory of God the Father. ~ Philippians 2:5-11