Last week, the Lord blessed Jess and I with the birth of our son, Brennan Daniel. The emotion and significance of that moment at 8:51pm on August 10th and the week and 2 days since then is far more than I could blog, sing or express – yet, I need to try.
There are so many aspects of this that I’d like to tackle right now, but the first one that I have been hit with is legitimacy. You see, I was born out of wedlock and raised by my grandparents. While I knew and visited occasionally my biological parents I never experienced their claim on my life – I never really felt like they were my parents. I say none of this out of bitterness, because God has worked great things through the reparation of those relationships, but simply to state that I was very aware growing up that I was, by definition, a bastard.
My grandparents loved me as their own child and I was so blessed to be raised by them, but in a way it just wasn’t the same. I always had this knowledge that out there, somewhere, were my “real” parents, doing something at that moment that was a higher priority than being my parent. That knowledge loomed over me all of my life, especially during my twenties when friends began to have their own children and I saw the immediate, relentless love that they had for them.
So as a 33 year old man, to hold my first born son in my arms and see him through tears of overwhelming joy, one of the first things I said to him was “Brennan, you are my son and I will never leave you.” I swore to him in that moment, and in not so many words, that by the grace of God he would never know the pain of illegitimacy. My son may be called many things in his life – but a bastard will never be one of them. He is my son and I will never deny him.
It makes me appreciate how Jesus may have felt when he stepped down into the water to be baptized by his cousin John the Baptist. To hear the words of his Father at that moment, spoken from Heaven, “This is my beloved son in whom I am well pleased.” What great affirmation and validation that must have been. I’m sure Jesus walked his whole life in the shadow of rumors surrounding his “real” father, and the whispered accusations that Joseph was not the father. But to hear from heaven as he was baptized that his one, true father had claimed him and was pleased with him – it is every bastard’s dream come true!
I realize that this is by far a traditional birth announcement (generally Hallmark tries to stay clear of the word “bastard”…), but hopefully some of the emotions and thoughts that I am beginning to process as a new dad will be an encouragement to you as you read.
And for any ladies out there, Brennan Daniel Harney weighed 7lbs, 8ozs and was 20 and 1/4 inches long. Besides that – he is the cutest thing EVER!!!



