Sunday was Easter. We had a great service. We decided to stay around for the Easter cantata presented by the church choir. We moved over into the overflow area of our church so that the elderly people could sit in the seats in the main auditorium. We sat behind Sarah, one of the new moms that I have on my PAT caseload. Sarah gave birth to a beautiful baby boy around the end of March.
As I sat behind Sarah and watched her interact with her beautiful new baby boy, I came to the realization that our baby has probably now been born. He (or she I suppose) is probably about the same age as baby Jackson. He is probably making the same little grunting noises and puckering his mouth in a cute way. As I sat, I became emotionally stirred. I began to wonder who is holding my baby boy? Who is talking gently to him and caressing his face? Whose eyes is he gazing into today? It made me very sad that I cannot be that one doing those things. It made my heart hurt to think that he is out there somewhere without me.
I also had another realization.......I need to pray now more than ever for my little boy (or girl). I need to pray for their birth mother and this decision that she is about to make. I need to pray for her spiritual strength and guidance. Prayers should go up for her financial blessing and the ability to feed herself so that my baby (our baby) has enough nourishment to grow. I need to pray for those who work for CHI in Eth. I have to pray for each nanny, Tsegay, Almaz, and anyone else who may have access to our little one.
In a few short months, I will be able to look at the face of my new child. Someday I will hold him in church and touch his tiny face. I will talk to him gently and meet his every need. Until then, I must continue to realize that we need God more than ever and we must stay in prayer for this little one.
Holding Hands
9 years ago
