Alex and I have some exciting news to share with our church family—we are expecting our third little one! If the Lord wills, our baby’s due date is September 9th. As you can imagine, our home has already been filled with excitement, planning, and plenty of conversations about what life will look like when another little one joins our family.
Moments like this have a way of slowing me down and reminding me of something we often forget in the busyness of life: how precious life really is.
Scripture repeatedly calls our attention to this truth. In Psalm 139:13-14, David reflects on the miracle of human life and writes,
“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”
David isn’t speaking in poetic exaggeration. He is describing the reality that every human life begins under the intentional care of the Almighty God Himself. The Lord is not distant from the formation of life; He is personally involved in it. The image of God “knitting” us together reminds us that every life—every heartbeat, every breath, every child—is the result of divine craftsmanship.
When we hold a newborn baby, we are witnessing something sacred. We are seeing a person created in the image of God, known by Him before their first breath. In a world that often treats life as disposable or accidental, Scripture reminds us that life is neither random nor insignificant. It is a gift.
Becoming parents again has been a fresh reminder for Alex and me of just how quickly time moves. One moment you’re holding a newborn in the quiet (or not-so-quiet) hours of the night, and the next you’re watching that same child run across a room full of energy and curiosity. Life is fragile, fleeting, and beautiful all at once.
The psalmist captures this tension well when he writes in Psalm 90, “Teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.” Recognizing how brief life is should not lead us to despair—it should lead us to gratitude. Every day is a gift from God, every relationship something to steward well, every child a reminder of the Creator’s goodness.
Children especially have a way of reorienting our hearts. They remind us that we are not in control of everything. They remind us of our absolute dependence on God. And they remind us that life itself is something we receive, not something we manufacture.
In a culture that often measures value by productivity or achievement, a baby reminds us of something far deeper: life has value simply because it is created by God.
This truth also shapes the way we see one another. Every person we encounter carries the imprint of the Creator. Every life—from the youngest child to the oldest saint—is precious in His sight.
And ultimately, this truth leads us to the gospel.
The same God who lovingly forms human life is the God who sent His Son to redeem it. Jesus entered the world as a child Himself. The Creator stepped into creation so that sinners like us could be forgiven and restored. Through His death and resurrection, Christ secured the promise of eternal life for all who trust in Him.
Because of Jesus, the story of life does not end with the brevity of our earthly days. There is a greater hope beyond this life—a future where death itself will be defeated.
Before closing, I want to acknowledge that conversations about babies and new life can be joyful for some and painful for others. As Alex and I wanted kids, every announcement of a friend’s pregnancy brought joy, but also brought pain from longing. I know that within our church family, there are those who have experienced the deep sorrow of losing a child—whether through miscarriage, stillbirth, or the death of an infant. Announcements like ours can stir both joy and grief at the same time.
If that is part of your story, please know that your sorrow is seen by God, and you are in my prayers and that of your church family.
Scripture does not ignore that kind of pain. In 2 Samuel 12, after the death of his infant son, David spoke words of remarkable hope: “I shall go to him, but he will not return to me.” David trusted fully that the child he lost was safe in the presence of the Lord and that their reunion would be in heaven one day.
The gospel assures us that death is not the final word. For those who belong to Christ, even the deepest losses are held within the promise of resurrection and eternal life.
Life is precious. Every child is a gift. Every day is a mercy. And every life—no matter how long or short—is held in the faithful hands of our good and sovereign God. May the Lord bless and keep you.