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Topic: FUSSY (11/17/16)
- TITLE: The Fussy Baby
By CHERYL Bolton
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This was her favorite part of church, lifting her hands and singing out to God. Jax loved to hear Christian music. At times, this was the only thing that would calm the fussy baby and coax him to sleep. Chloe had even bought a Christian CD to keep in her car, and one in her nursery at home for just this reason. Jax was colicky, but Christian music soothed him.
Chloe had tried other genres of music, but nothing worked as well as Christian, so they were spending a lot of time listening to Hillsong and Kari Jobi.
As the time for worship ended, the preacher stood up and began his sermon. Chloe peeked at Jax beneath the carryall cover, but he was still asleep, so she sat back and relaxed. Just as the sermon was getting interesting, it happened. The scream that sounded like she was committing murder. Chloe hurriedly unfastening Jax from his seat and quickly began trying to quiet him. She could see heads turned to them in irritation, but Jax just wasn’t going to cooperate. She would have to take him outside.
It had been months since she had heard a sermon, months since she had been filled with the word. At this point in her life she needed to hear the word just to make it from one day to the next. Bill, her husband was deployed overseas and would not be home for a year or more. Why couldn’t Jax just allow her to sit in church for one day!? Why couldn’t her church provide a nursery for fussy babies the way other churches did?
At this point, standing outside attempting to quiet the child and feeling isolated and alone, the door to the church opened and an older lady stepped outside.
Can I hold him for a moment dear? Asked the lady. As Chloe handed Jax to the lady, he quieted and began to coo. “I remember when my Alice was this little, my husband couldn’t come to church with me either”, she said quietly.” Wont you come back in and sit with me? I would love to help you with this little angel during the service!”
I stared at this sweet little lady and wondered how she could know about my husband, but I felt deep inside that I had made a new friend. We walked back in together and sat in her pew. Many years have gone by and Doris, the sweet lady that kept me in church went to be with the Lord. Now it is my turn to help the young mothers in church, my turn to show Jesus to others in the simplest way.
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