“That’s pretty neat.” Those were the words of my niece when she heard over the phone from my brother that she was officially a brand new big sister. Hours later, as I held Kerrigan Helena for the first time and inspected her tiny eyelashes, I said the same thing. My profession is creative in nature. In fact, that’s my favorite part of what I do. That’s what enthralled me so about the Star Wars movies as a kid, and even more so as an adult – the enormous amount of creativity unleashed to make that universe come alive. The worlds, the characters, the story, the minute details of props and sets; it boggles my mind. The same can be said of Disneyworld, where Kim and I went on our honeymoon two years ago. The attention to detail paid to each attraction and exhibit and resort was impressive. I love “Kim & Jason” because I can be like George Lucas or Walt Disney. How should these characters act; what should they say? What adventures will they embark on? How shall I color the world in which they live? And how should I frame the story within a handful of several tiny panels? The creative possibilities are endless. As I held baby Kerrigan, I couldn’t help but consider and be amazed by the creativity of God. How a tiny egg and a tadpole can join, multiply, and create this little being with such well-planned inner workings is beyond me. How she can be an equal part of both mother and father, and be totally unique from any other baby ever born. And what a great idea God had when he invented the smell for babies. Holding her, I couldn’t help but be grateful for the opportunity to share in the same creative process. Granted, my contribution is like a kernel of popcorn on the floor of a busy movie theater. But the very chance to participate in the process and relate in part to such a cool, imaginative, Creator is just…well, pretty neat.