I met Amy about 15 months ago when Hunter was 2 months old, although it feels like years ago now that Hunter is running and causing so much mischief. I was sitting at church holding Hunter in my arms and feeling utterly tired, emotionally and physically. While I was holding Hunter, Summer and Khloe held their arms up to be held as well. They wanted their usual spot on my lap, both of them resting their heads on my chest while I held them both each in one arm. But now the 3rd child had arrived, and I required both of my arms to hold her. My girls had been through a lot in the past four months around the time when Hunter was born. I had been in and out of the hospital over a month period, placed on strict bed rest, waiting for Hunter to come. And since Hunter’s birth all of my attention had been on her since she’d been discharged from the NICU. I remember thinking my heart was broken.
Summer who was two at that time, and she begins to whimper loudly with her big brown eyes. Khloe was only three years old, and was begging, “Mommy, hold me please”. I told them, that I couldn’t hold them right now. They will have to wait. Summer cries, and her cries begin to get louder. Khloe begins to climb into my arms pushing Hunter out of the way. And at that moment this perfect stranger comes out of nowhere and gracefully walks towards me and asks if she can hold Hunter. Without a beat, I handed my precious baby to this lady, Amy whom I have never met. She had saved me that morning. Once I handed my baby to her, I grabbed both of my girls and lifted them to my lap and held them in my arms. As they sunk in my arms, I began to cry happy tears because at that moment I felt so loved and special. My cup was overflowing with blessings.
Thank you, Amy. Here is a poem that Amy had written about that day.
A Child’s View
I see you squirming in your dad’s arms,
But I hear you even before I see you – screaming, crying!
I can tell without knowing you this is not a cry of hurt or abuse,
Just a cry of wanting, maybe without knowing what you want.
Nothing else to do
Dad says as he tucks your toddler body under his arm
Trying to contain your flailing arms and legs to keep you
Hand off to mom as she approaches
And the wailing subsides a bit.
Was it no nap
Or an uncooperative toy
Or an adult saying no
That set you off?
You, little one, squirm in my arms as your mom hands you off to me.
No, I don’t
Like your mom or dad.
You’ve never been in my arms before.
Grasping with your tiny months-old hands
You struggle to find out what is happening
And I hear you starting the smallest of cries
Preemptively I stand and do the mama-rock-and-pat.
I’ve soothed babies before,
And I keep you happy for a while
But eventually, only mom will do.
On the packed airplane
I hear your preschool voice behind me
But I didn’t mean to make my photos go away
With kindness and gentle words your mom
Tries to explain that they are gone,
You hit delete
But its ok, we can share our photos with you.
You want your photos back,
But they are gone
The crying and fussing fades away,
Until you cry yourself to sleep.
What we can learn from the smallest humans?
Sometimes it’s ok to make noise
And speak up when things aren’t right
Even when we don’t understand what is not right
We just know it isn’t right.
Let me scream like a toddler missing a nap when the world
And people are without food
Let my screaming only subside
When the noise I make helps change begin to happen.
Let me squirm uncomfortably when things don’t
Right and I am needed to struggle to understand
That something is not right with the world
And I need to bring them back to the way
Things should be.
Let me cry and fuss and try
Why the world works the way it does
Even if it means I go down fighting
To restore order
And a way of living that lifts up.
May the child in all of us
And work with all our being,
Defiant as a toddler
As a preschooler’s
As a baby’s
May we not rest
Begin the change
We need to see
Amy Vaughan, October 14, 2014
This upcoming Sabbath (Service begins at 11:00am with breakfast and conversations. Program starts at 11:30am)
Traditionally, the Sabbath after Easter Sunday, focuses on the story of “Doubting Thomas.” We will spend this Sabbath discussions questions of doubt and faith. While the Resurrection still lingers in our hearts and minds we will look to Thomas as our guide in this sacred moment.
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Service begins at 11:00am with light breakfast!
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