Seeing Mother’s Day in a different way…

Hello my lovelies!
Yesterday was Mother’s day..and I can honestly say it’s one that I will never forget. I believe that sometimes in life we experience coincidences that are God incidents. I went to my church yesterday morning with the intention of staying for service after Sunday school. In Sunday school we talking about God’s Amazing Wonders..and how sometimes we miss them.

After Sunday school, I decided I would head to my mom’s church to be with her :) My brother and sister were unable to come home this weekend due to work conflicts. I got to church and walked in. My mom smiled but it didn’t quite reach her eyes..she looked at me and said we have a situation and I think it’s amazing that you’re here.

Before I had arrived at the church yesterday, a family had walked in. They were dirty but dressed in nice clothes. Two little girls with smiles so bright and a little baby in tow..they had come to church for Mother’s day. My dad (who is the pastor) quickly learned that someone in our town had told them to come to our church..because the pastor there loves everybody. My dad and mom quickly set to work to make them feel welcomed.

I arrived after Sunday school and my mom told me about the two little girls..the family is homeless..and destitute. I immediately prayed for wisdom and perseverance. I have a very tender heart and situations like this one are often hard for me to process. My dad, he’s a blessing y’all, ran to Hardee’s and brought back enough biscuits to feed the whole church. Saying that we always like to have breakfast on Sunday’s (which they do!). Those little girls tore into the biscuits and I struggled to keep the tears at bay. I asked if they’d like to go into big church or stay with me in the Sunday school room. They looked at me..and with sheepish expressions, asked if I could help them make a card for their mom for Mother’s Day..because they had nothing to give her.

I quickly assembled as many craft supplies as I could find and we set about making the most precious Mother’s day card you’ve ever seen. No store-bought card could rival the amount of love those girls put into those cards. We added glitter and pom-poms and some more glitter..until I wasn’t sure the paper would hold it all :) They were so proud and I was so humbled.

Shortly after the service started, the father brought the baby brother in. He’s 7 months old and quite small. They told me he was a special baby..that he’d been born prematurely and it’d been a fight for him to survive. I quickly told the father I’d love to keep him so he could enjoy the service. There was a moment of hesitation, but after seeing the girls giddy at work he agreed. Little did I know what I was getting myself into.

Little baby R was happy for all of 7 minutes…then came the loudest wail you’ve ever heard in your life. I’m not scared of babies..I’ve been around them my whole life. But this one scared me..as I picked him up I knew something wasn’t right. He was burning up with fever. When I tell you fever..I mean the kind that makes your heart stop because you know it’s too high. Having no baby supplies at hand, I struggled to find what I needed. Thankfully, I found some towels and a pacifier. He’s teething so I knew his teeth/gums were hurting. I found a towel and began to wipe away his tears and sweat.

I’m not often done in by smells. Having been raised on a farm, it takes a lot to make my stomach roll..but the smell of that little boy and his tears tore my heart to shreds. I cried because I knew this wasn’t the life anyone is supposed to live. Doing the best I could, I wiped his little hands, feet and neck. As soon as I placed a cool rag upon his forehead he quieted down. After a diaper change, he seemed better. I finally got him to take some formula and then he promptly started wailing again. I tried everything..rocking, walking, patting his back, a swing..nothing was working..until..he fell asleep.

The girls were troopers! Such little mother’s they are..telling me what he liked and what he didn’t like. I knew somehow I was going to have to tell my dad he needed a doctor desperately. After service I gave the girls a ride home (they had told me they walked a block to church..they walked 2 miles.) We deduced that the family (father, mother, daughter and baby) has no home of their own and they’ve been staying with relatives here and there trying to find work.

After dropping them off & giving hugs, I cried all the way to my grandmother’s house. I thought to myself how blessed I am..and how much I take it for granted. Here we would sit at Gram’s house..with more food than we needed while there are families so close to us with nothing. The great thing about my family? When we told them about the situation..it wasn’t a reply of oh that’s so sad..it was what can we do to help?.

Later that afternoon, after telling my dad about how sick I thought the baby was, he called the father to check on them. The dad expressed his concern about the baby’s temperature and humbly asked for a ride to the hospital. My dad and I set off immediately to take them to our local hospital. I have never been so thankful for a hospital that turns no one away as I was yesterday. I know at times I’ve often complained about it when I was the one sitting in the ER waiting to be seen, but I shall never complain again.

The doctors and nurses immediately went to work on the little baby. There was no judging..no questioning. Just a doctor who was sweet enough to realize there was more to the situation than what he was seeing. He spoke privately with my father who explained the situation. My dad stayed with the family late into the night. The doctors decided to keep the baby for 2 days. They’re concerned about his lungs and his temperature which was 102.8 upon intake.

The love for a Mother that I saw yesterday will forever be imprinted on my heart. The way that those girls loved their mother and the way that she loved them. The way my mother loved those little girls..the way my church showed God’s love yesterday by surrounding that family instead of judging them. That was what Mother’s day to me is all about..unconditional love.

So I pray that we won’t forget that. I hope that you will love someone..regardless of their station, their color or their life.

XoXo,
One Humbled-Heartbroken Lemon

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Lemon…where are you?

Right here :) I know I’ve been a bit MIA over the last week or so. I wanted to slow down and fill you in on my crazy life :)

I’m writing a book…well two actually..and I’ve been having a writing break through which means any second I get I’m scribbling things down on napkins, toilet paper and in my journal. I’m in love with this little book :) It’s a girl’s guide to the great outdoors because seriously why should the boys have all the fun? Written in an upbeat fun tone, I’m having the time of my life telling my crazy mishaps in the outdoors and turning them into a learning experience for middle school girls.

My second crazy awesome project? I’m writing a cookbook. I’ve cherished and loved my family “secret” recipes from the time I was little. But I realized this year that the majority of them aren’t written down. They’re things I’ve learned standing beside my gram in the kitchen and helping AJ out in hers. Sadly, AJ passed away suddenly this past spring and with her a wealth of my family oral history and her recipes. I was fortunate enough to get her cherished cookbooks :) There are notes and handwritten index cards falling out of them.

The first of the 7 grandchildren will be getting married in the spring. I wanted to make something special for all of us this Christmas :) So I thought what better than a family cookbook we can all share :)

Great Idea! But trying to get that to the printer before turkey day is going to be the death of me!

I’m also in the middle of laying out our fall magazine at work so I’m literally working on some sort of book/layout 24/7..

Do you have a favorite family recipe? I’d love to know!

XoXo!

One Feverishly Typing Lemon

The Petites Link Up!

Hello my lovelies!

I’m co-hosting the October edition of The Petites with Rebecca over at Caravan Sonnet!

Read about it below :)

The Petites {October Edition}

TODAY is the 6th month of something that I am VERY excited about (and hope you will be too!)! I LOVE discovering friends in bloggy world and so many of my bloggy friends say the same thing!
Today we are continuing a monthly link up {on the 24th of each month} for those of us that are known as small tiny the petites in bloggy world! If you are a blogger who has less then 400 followers via anything “blog related” then this is your opportunity to make some new friends, find new blogs, and discover others in the petite section of bloggy world!
The only rule is that if you are linking up you are a blogger with less than 400 followers in the area that you link up (GFC, Bloglovin, Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram, etc.)! *smiles*

While it is not required it would be great if you shared the button with others so that everybody can get in on the fun!

{You can find the new code listed on the sidebar of Rebecca’s blog and can adjust the size accordingly for your blog!}

You are not required to follow me but it sure would be nice! *smiles* IF you do become a new follower leave a comment so Kat and I can follow you back!
You can follow Rebecca on Pinterest by clicking HERE
You can follow Kat on Pinterest by clicking here :)

This month I am delighted to have a lovely lady and new friend co-hosting with me!

Kat from The Spot Where Lemon Rain Drops(who you might have seen hanging out on my sidebar)!

Please take a minute to check out her sweet blog!  

If you follow please leave a comment so that she can follow you back! Stop on over and visit other blogs and make some new friends who are other petites in bloggy world!

Would you like to co-host? I have openings for co-hosting in February 2014!  Send me an email at: caravansonnet@gmail.com :)

Link Up Here! … The Petites Link Up

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