Life Inside the Womb
Once upon a time, twin boys were conceived in the
womb. Seconds, minutes, hours passed as the two
embryonic lives developed. The spark of life grew
and each tiny brain began to take shape and form.
With the development of their brain came feeling, and
with feeling, perception -- a perception of surroundings,
of each other, and their own lives. They discovered that
life was good and they laughed and rejoiced in their
One said to the other, "We are sure lucky to have been
conceived and to have this wonderful world."
The other chimed in, "Yes, blessed be our mother who
gave us life and each other."
Each of the twins continued to grow and soon their arms
and fingers, legs and toes began to take shape. They
stretched their bodies and churned and turned in their little
world. They explored it and found the life cord which gave
them life from their mother's blood. They were grateful for
this new discovery and sang, "How great is the love of our
mother -- that she shares all she has with us!"
Weeks passed into months and with the advent of each
new month, they noticed a change in each other and in
"We are changing," one said. "What can it mean?"
"It means," said the other, "that we are drawing near to
An unsettling chill crept over the two. They were afraid of
birth, for they knew that it meant leaving their wonderful
Said the one, "Were it up to me, I would live here forever."
"But we must be born," said the other. "It has happened to
all the others."
Indeed, there was evidence inside the womb that the mother
had carried life before theirs. "And I believe that there is life
after birth, don't you?"
"How can there be life after birth?" cried the one. "Do we not
shed our life cord and also the blood tissue when we are born?
And have you ever talked to anyone that has been born? Has
anyone ever re-entered the womb after birth to describe what
birth is like? NO!" As he spoke, he fell into despair, and in his
despair he moaned, "If the purpose of conception and our growth
inside the womb is to end in birth, then truly our life is senseless."
He clutched his precious life cord to his breast and said, "And
if this is so, and life is absurd, then there really can be no
"But there is a mother," protested the other. "Who else gave
us nourishment? Who else created this world for us?"
"We get our nourishment from this cord -- and our world has
always been here?" said the one. "And if there is a mother --
where is she? Have you ever seen her? Does she ever talk to
you? No! We invented the mother when we were young because
it satisfied a need in us. It made us feel secure and happy."
Thus, while the one raved and despaired, the other resign himself
to birth and placed his trust in the hands of his mother. Hours
turned into days, and days into weeks. And soon it was time.
They both knew their birth was at hand, and they both feared
what they did not know. As the one was first to be conceived,
so he was the first to be born, the other following.
They cried as they were born into the light. The coughed out
fluid and gasped the dry air. And when they were sure they had
been born, they opened their eyes -- seeing life after birth for the
very first time. What they saw was the beautiful eyes of their
mother, as they were cradled lovingly in her arms. They were
"No eye has seen, no ear had heard, no mind has conceived
what God has prepared for those who love Him"
(1 Corinthians 2:9).
[ By: Wayne Rice (Copyright 1995 by Youth Specialties, Inc.) -- from Bill Champion ]
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