Call it hormones, call it being an emotional girl, or whatever. All I know is that on this particular day I just had to hold every single baby that came with in arms reach. No matter whether the kid was boogery or snot-faced, smelly, or soggy diapered, or not diapered. On this particular day something, caused me to want to hold each precious little life in my arms, cuddle them, pray for them, talk to them. This particular little guy had very ASIAN features, well mostly slanted eyes. He had the most contagious, radiant toothless smile. Enough to make my heart a melted mess. As I held him, this feeling from deep inside my gut just started churning. NO it was not diarrhea or upset stomach. It was something completely different. As it began to roll around I could feel my eyes misting over. He put his little head on my shoulder and just at the point I thought I might become a blubbering mess in front of everyone, one of the older nurses made an innocent comment.
"You know it will be you turn pretty soon."
With this little comment, a tear slide down my face. I am not sure if it was a tear because unlike most of my friends from university I was not even able to be at this point in my life, well because of the whole not having a husband thing or if this solitary tear was because my time to have this same joy was coming very soon. In any case, my maternal instincts just kicked into fifth gear, if I am not able to have any of my own yet, there are hundreds and hundreds of kids that I can begin to spiritually mother. Ten of which gave their lives to Jesus during the past two days of evangelism in a near by town, for which I had the immense privilege of leading to the father of all fathers Jesus.
It is very common for children in the mountains at this age to not have a name yet. Which was the case of this lil guy. I began suggesting names. I finally suggested Arnulfo. Which is his fathers name. And so that one is the name that the parents had recently decided on. So blogger world, meet Arnulfo.
3 comments:
wow. that is awesome, danbi. God is obviously up to something inside of you in that area. i bet you would have more love for some of those kids than their parents do. maybe your passion for each babe will spark a newfound passion in their parents, too. being a mom never gets old. my heart melts every single time i see oaklee. there's nothing like it. press on, sister! i love reading about your journey.
Neither they were the hormones, neither opposing emotions. But the execution of that that the Almight says referring to the coheirs of the grace of the life. It is a flash of something that not alone you will have in your natural life, but in your spiritual life. To be mother of many. So I take place with you and I bless your life. It doesn't fit me the smallest doubt. You are woman of divine destination.
danbi dear, it's time for a new post!!! your readers are waiting! :-)
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