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| Birth Certificate |
The year was 1931, and the old
dimly lit ranch house belonging to my Grandparents welcomed into this world the
first-born daughter, Hazel to my mother and father. The attending nurse was
able to stay, and instruct the new mother in all that was necessary to care for
her new baby, but the hurried doctor was anxious to leave for a scheduled
fishing trip. In his haste, he neglected to fill out the paper work for a birth
certificate.
Ultimately, the birth of the new baby was never documented at the
county recorder’s office.
A few years later, during World
War II, each family was requested to report to their local grammar school to
apply for food and gasoline ration books. Proof that each person was a member
of the household was verified by presentation of a legal birth
certificate.
By this time, there were two other
children in the household with recorded birth certificates, but none for the
oldest child. The oldest child agonized with a whiny complaint, “Now I know
that I was adopted, and I have suspected it for some time!”
Because she was the elder child,
she was expected to take on more responsibility. This caused her to feel “put
upon” and somehow, different from the other children. Her mother assured her
that she was not adopted, and that steps were already being taken to prove that
she was indeed a bona-fide member of the family.
The doctor had since passed away,
but the nurse was located. Her memories of the birth at the old farm house were
clear, and she was willing to sign an affidavit of birth for the anxious
parents. With that behind them, the paperwork was taken care of speedily,
enabling each family member to obtain their ration books.
As we reminisce about the
importance of having our names subscribed to a recorded certificate-of-birth
here on this earth, it is also of the utmost significance to understand the
eternal magnitude of having our names written down in God’s book in heaven!
Entrance into heaven is only as we
are able to present to the gatekeeper, our Second Birth Certificate. Some call
it being Born-Again, which is an excellent term for receiving Jesus into our
heart.
If you have not already done so,
it is essential that you do so today! Jesus stands at your heart’s door and is
knocking for entrance. The door of your heart is opened by a decision and can
be voice activated. Just speak with your mouth and invite him in.
Revelations
3:20 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hears my voice, and
opens the door, I will come in to him, and will dine with him, and he with me.
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2 comments:
It's funny how the little things can end up being the biggest of things, especially to a child. But it's amazing how some things like that help shape our world view.
I'm with you. It doesn't matter so much about being accounted for down here, only in the heavenly realms of our Father!
The ultimate birth certificate, being born again and the benefits start right away lasting into eternity. How precious!
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