We've all heard the saying, "God works in mysterious ways", until it has become somewhat of a cliché, with no real meaning behind it. But today I received a phone call that truly renewed my faith in the fact that there is a much higher power greater than anything this old world has to offer.
There is nothing amazing about the phone ringing around here, or the fact that it was one of my 6 sisters. But I knew when I heard her voice that it was something important. So bracing myself for some bad news, I immediately ask if something was wrong. She said she just needed some advice, on something she had been praying about. Again no big deal, being the oldest, I get phone calls in the middle of the night, all hours of the day, etc.... for advice.
But this was somehow different. There was just a slight tremor in her voice, when she said she felt like God was calling her to volunteer her photography skills, and time to a bereavement program for families with stillborn deliveries. At first I was appalled, because I didn't understand what she was talking about. But she explained, what the service provided was a final, or only framed photo, and some small memento, such as the hair bows used in the picture, or the little booties and hat, as a keepsake memory for the families of the child. I began to understand her tears, and my sisters need to hopefully provide some measure of comfort and closure for the families.
A few years ago when one of our very close cousins suffered the loss of her first child, the only thing she was handed was the delivery of birth picture, of her baby wrapped in his little blanket, alone and laying in this big cold, sterile looking, clear baby cart. Every year my cousin gets that little picture out on his birthday, and holds it, thankful that she has that one small scrape of a picture, to remember him by.
I now know, what all the baby yarn I felt compelled to buy in the fall of last year was for. While online looking for bargains, and sales. I ran across a fantastic buy on baby yarn. But not really having any projects that required baby yarn at the time I just passed it up. For some reason I couldn't get the "yarn" out of my mind. This wasn't one of those, see it got to have it urges we all go through. This was a more insistent, still small voice, that kept making me think of that yarn, so I placed an order. I ended up with a case of the most beautiful soft baby yarns, that I had absolutely no use for at the time. After sending some to a friends grandmother, for a baby afghan she was making. I packed the rest away with all the other clutter in my crafting room. It has just been sitting there taking up space all this time. Yet, I kept it, “Put up for something special”.
When my sister ask if I could come up with something appropriate for her to provide for the families, I gladly said yes, and told her about the yarn. I am so pleased to know the very special, yarn sale, yarn will be used for something so touching, and personal as this. I pray that each family find some small measure of peace, comfort and closure in each little stitch, that I knit or crochet for them.
God really does guide our steps. Oh, if we all would just answer that gentle nudge, request, impression, and let God bless someone through our obedience. Thank you so much for sharig this. GOD IS SO GOOD!!!