When inward groaning anticipates the cry of new birth the joy
anticipated is the hope that endures.
Even in our weakness, when confused and conflicted our patience wears thin and we
know not what to pray, God intercedes for us. Sighs too deep for words match
our need breath for breath, so that fed by the first fruits of the Spirit our
hearts are lifted from despair. In that way the future adoption that is the
redemption of our mortal bodies can be known in the present even as a kick in
the womb allows expectant parents to imagine the life of the new born they
await. Here and not yet – that is the nature of this pregnant pause before we know
fully the full fruit of the eternal tomorrow.