I have a patient admitted this week with Down syndrome. He's an 8 month old Ugandan, but when I look at him I see my memories of Micah. Today as I was doing rounds I heard laughter (not the usual sound on the ward, I can assure you). This baby's mom was playing with him as he lay on the bed, snuggling and getting him to laugh, and she was laughing, too. When I reached him he made such funny faces and then smiled at me. This was such an unusual interaction, both the one I witnessed and then the way he received me, that it really struck me. My patient has some pretty significant heart problems that Micah does not have, and he is extremely unlikely to reach the age of ten. But during his sojourn on this earth he is, like Micah, already reflecting the image of God in a unique and powerful way, and I am humbly thankful for that.
Happy early 10th Birthday, Micah.