Like a Ship In a Bottle

As my belly grows and grows to accomodate Baby P., I am reminded of the bottle that mysteriously contains a beatifully constructed ship within it....the difference between me and that bottle?

I wonder how the ship got IN the bottle...rather than wondering how Baby P. is getting OUT of me.


"All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen."
Ralph Waldo Emerson