I know what you are thinking, I need a sign.  What better one could I give than to make this little one whole and new?  I can do it but I will not I am the Lord and not a conjurer. I gave this life a gift I denied to all of you, Eternal Innocence. To you he looks imperfect but to me he is flawless.  He will never offend me as all of you have done.  He is necessary to you; he will evoke the kindness that will keep you human.  His infirmity will prompt you to gratitude for your own good fortune and more he will remind you every day that I am who I am, that my ways are not your ways and that the smallest dust mote world and darkest space does not fall out of my hand.  I have chosen you, you have not chosen me.  This little one is my sign to you. Treasure him.