Words cannot describe the inexpressible joy that is in my heart right now. God had blessed me with the privilege of working with a group of young people from around the state this week, but little did I know the blessing that lie around an unexpected corner. Nearing the end of her pregnancy, my daughter-in-law and son went to their weekly doctor’s appointment on Wednesday afternoon. Tired from my day, I was showering and getting ready for our Wednesday evening prayer meeting. Wouldn’t you know it, my phone would ring off the hook and I could not even hear it. I would receive a call from a pastor friend asking, “What’s going on with Shaun and Tiffany?” Knowing nothing at the moment, I began to make some calls. I would quickly learn that because of her blood pressure being up, the doctor decided to induce labor. For those that may remember this, the man-o-meter was pegged.
Becky and I got ready, Shaun and Tiffany’s laundry list was texted to us, and we were off to the races. We gathered up everything that they needed and headed for the hospital. We got there at about 6:15 p.m. and settled in at the maternity waiting room. Settled in is something I say lightly because, where I would have chosen recliners, designers of this waiting room chose seats that encourage you to go home and sleep. Of course, I would have sat on a rock, waiting for who was coming. It was a long night, but a quick night all the same. While in the waiting room, I learned about and used FaceTime for the first time.
At about 4:16 a.m., we would get a text from my son that read, “Here we go.” At 4:49 a.m., our grandson, Nathaniel Jase Hypes entered this world. By this time, there were only seven of us left in the waiting room, but the “crowd” was excited, nonetheless. Our only look at young Jase would be through the glass of the hospital nursery, until our late morning return. Holding my grandson for the first time immediately reminded me of when I held my son for the first time. May I say that humbled, elated, joyful and downright blessed beyond measure were a few of my emotions and thoughts. By the way, did I tell you that he is the most beautiful 6 lb. 2 oz., 19 and a half inch baby boy that I have ever laid eyes on?
God has blessed our family with a new little boy. My son sent me a message from their room that said “congratulations granddaddy.” That is what my son used to call my dad when he was still alive. I pray that I will be a good granddaddy to our grandson. Did I tell you that my wife is a beautiful gramm? One person wrote on Facebook that my wife was too young to be a grandma. Young or old, sometimes we become in an instant what God has prepared us for a lifetime to be. Blessed to be a blessing. We praise the wonderful and matchless name of Jesus.