Joy, Joy, Joy

Today my third child was born - my first son! He is beautiful and a delight already. As much as I stand in awe of the creativity displayed by the likes of Bach, Mozart, Horowitz, Gould, etc., all pale in comparison to the genius of the Creator who gave us these children - and those creators. We naturally tend to let normal supply/demand market values cloud our aesthetic values so that the routine but miraculous glory of a child can seem less noteworthy than the rare gifts of the great artists. Well, I'm not saying it's really a competition, but watching my two daughters grow, learn, and create each day is to witness something that is routine and yet surpassingly sublime. It's such a privilege to be a father again.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow.