This has been a summer of babies for our family. In July my niece and her husband arrived from Birmingham, Alabama, with their newborn Finn and his fourteen-month-old brother Aiden. While they were here, my first granddaughter was born, Isabelle Grace. Next came my niece Scarlet’s baby, Lillian. They, along with my grandsons Drake and Brock, are sure to put the “din” in family dinners for years to come!

My daughter-in-law Stacy has already begun to play baby-friendly versions of hymns for her wee one. “Isabelle’s favorite song is ‘Amazing Grace,’” she told me recently. “She always gets quiet when it comes on.”

When I hold a newborn and look into those eyes, I can’t keep from believing in a divine Creator and in His grace—unmerited favor—from the minute we’re born. Maybe Isabelle Grace, so fresh from those mysterious realms, knows this in a way we don’t . . . or can’t.

Grace. What’s so amazing about it? Everything! How blessed I am that my new granddaughter will help me remember that every day.

I praise You, Father, for the miracle of new life and for life renewed through Your tender and constant care.