On May 14, 2012 a new human life entered the reality of our tangible earth. Vera Quinn Keller was born at 1:20 p.m. weighing a delicate 7.5 pounds. With eyes wide open only moments from breathing oxygen into her new lungs I held her and spoke what came to mind as most similarly resembling the same words spoken to her sister, Kyla Beth Keller, nearly 5 years ago. I don’t fully remember the exactness of every word. The intimacy and meaningfulness of the moment was too overwhelming. The following is my best recollection of the words spoken over Vera as my weeping, water-filled eyes met her quiet, attentive, receptive, and awe-filled gaze:
“May you love the LORD your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength.
May you love your neighbor as yourself. May you love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.
May you be protected from all evil and may no evil come upon you.
May you be filled with love and joy and peace and patience and kindness and goodness and faithfulness and gentleness and self-control.
May you be filled with the presence of God. May his presence be all around you, over you, beside you, behind you, and before you.
May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be at your back. May the sun shine upon your face.
May you love God and serve others with your whole being. May you be a maker of peace and be blessed. May you be filled with his love.”
With a cross+ drawn by my quivering finger upon her forehead and with the sign over the cross over her head, heart, and across her chest, which was as wide as my hand:
“In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit which fills you and all the space between us. Peace be upon you. So let it be.”
These words continue to be spoken upon her everyday. May they be true.