This Journey

Thoughts, rants, prayers, sermons I'll never give and other stuff gathered as I make my way through this life.

Called In

About the time I had actually relaxed all my muscles and started to drift off to sleep, my beeper went off. I’m just getting back now.

A young couple delivered a 23-week baby and wanted her baptized. She lived for about ten minutes after birth.

They’ve known for a couple of weeks that she wasn’t going to make it to term so they’ve done a lot of grieving already. They were sort of in that quiet place where you’ve kind of cried yourself out for a while.

I baptized their first-born daugher, and then said a prayer for letting her go back to God. I think I helped a little. I hope so.

To the parents of Hannah Rose

May you gently walk this next part of your path;
Cry loving support to
one-another
Asking why
Knowing
there is no good reason, but
there is
Good

Author: Not Fainthearted

A paradox wrapped in an enigma playing the accordion. I'm a sinner-saint, child of God working at the cross-roads of church and world. A Deaconess called to connect people living near the center with people on the edge and to help your life sing (literally and figuratively) while doing it. People don't always get the deaconess part. Could be the swearing, the corporate job, or the wine.

One Comment

  1. ugh, that’s got to be the toughest part of the job. you are one strong woman to be able to do that.
    Sun Oct 01, 09:19:00 PM 2006