I wasn’t planning on posting anything today, but last night I read an article that simultaneously broke and uplifted my heart, and I had to share a few thoughts.
In case you haven’t had it pop up in your Facebook feed yet, the article was How one mom’s extraordinary love transforms the short lives of hospice babies. Can I be honest with you guys and say that I never, in a million years, ever thought about the fact that hospice babies existed outside of a loving home? It never once crossed my mind – but now that I know I can’t stop thinking about the fact that there are children with severe needs who have no home. They don’t have a mommy to tenderly care for their little bodies. They don’t have a daddy who holds them with strong daddy arms. They don’t have siblings to learn from or teach.
They are hurting and needing a family, like other health(ier) orphans throughout the world. And I didn’t even think about them.
I read the article last night and my heart broke because of my own severe insufficiency in knowing about a group of people who need love in our society. I cried because these lives matter just as much as any other life out there, and they have since conception. I found joy in knowing that there is at least one woman, although I am sure there are hundreds more, who is letting the redeeming love of a very good Father change her heart, her family’s heart, and the lives of babies who just need someone to love them.
W asked why I was crying and did everything he could to comfort me. He said, “Don’t cry mommy! You OK mommy? You be OK mommy. You no need cry mommy.” His sweet heart never ceases to amaze me.
But last night I had to tell him this: It’s OK to cry when your heart hurts. It’s OK to cry when you see someone else hurting. It’s OK to cry and let God change your heart, even though it may not feel good. It’s OK to be uncomfortable and allow pain in so that you can let God change the world through you.