Memories were almost all Sarah Lambert had left of more than fifty years on the farm where she and her husband Wayne had reared their family. Sitting in a small room at the assisted living home, they occupied most of her days.
“Mama, Mama, come quick.
“What is it, Matthew?”
“Freckles has a bunny in his mouth and I think he killed it. Why did he hurt a baby bunny? The bunny didn’t hurt him.” Matthew was crying by now and said. “I hate Freckles for killing the bunny. He’s naughty.”
Sarah had tried to comfort him but it was hard to make him understand that dogs do what comes naturally. “You know, Matthew, that when God made the animals, He made other animals to be their food. There was no dog food in sacks like we get now, so they were created with the ability to find their own. That’s what we call instinct. So when Freckles chased the bunny and caught it he was doing only what God created him to do. Do you understand?”
“I think so, but I still wish he wouldn’t kill the pretty bunnies.” Matthew said, still sniffling.
Over the years there were many times when Sarah would be called to “come quick”, and the circumstances were varied. Sometimes Matthew would only want to show her a fuzzy caterpillar, a snake or something equally interesting to a growing boy. Living in the country, there were endless opportunities for exciting adventures.
There were also the “Mama, Mama, come quick”calls that were calls for help. One of those she remembered as if it were yesterday.
Sarah heard that familiar phrase and this time she knew it was serious just by the sound of his voice.
“What in the world happened? Are you all right?” Sarah could see by the angle of his leg that he wasn’t and trembling she told him to lie still until she got his father.
“I just tried to see if I could hang-glide off the barn roof, but I guess it wasn‘t a very smart idea.” The blue plastic tarp was there as evidence of his inventive mind. “No, it wasn’t a smart idea. I hope you learned your lesson this time,” she said. “You would think a boy of thirteen would think twice about the consequences of a stunt like that.”
But boys eventually grow into men and then fathers.
“Mama, Mama, can you come as quickly as possible.” Sarah heard Matthew’s cries for help as she picked up the phone.
He was a daddy now with a little girl of his own and living many miles from home.
“You know I’ll be there as soon as I can. Tell me what’s wrong.” Sarah
“The baby stopped breathing and turned blue. We rushed her to the hospital but they couldn’t do anything to save her. They called it SIDS. Oh, mama, I need you,” he sobbed. At a time like this a mother’s arms are desperately needed.
“Mama, Mama, I came as quick as I could.” Matthew hurried to her side and as he leaned in to kiss her, he heard her whisper, “Even so, come, Lord Jesus.”