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I knew that I knew you, but now I know who you are…

6 Mar

For the past 10 years, Steve and I have been members of Traders Point Christian Church in Whitestown.  TPCC is a very large church with a growing attendance of 3,000+ each Sunday.  With a church that size, it can be a little difficult to learn names in addition to faces.

In December of 2010, TPCC became formally affiliated with Response Church.  Response serves a neighborhood of low-income families and individuals and the homeless in Downtown Indianapolis.  Steve and I have been attending/serving at Response since the first of this year.

A few weeks ago, I served as a volunteer for a special womens event at Response, and several women from TPCC were there to serve, as well.  When I first arrived, I spent a few minutes socializing with a TPCC member I recognized, but I couldn’t remember her name.  (Note to self, re-introduce myself to people more often.)

As the ladies from the neighborhood arrived, we stayed busy greeting them and getting to know some of them.  I noticed one of the ladies was pushing a stroller with an oxygen tank hanging from it, so I gravitated toward her.  I discovered that her 8 week-old baby girl was born with Down Syndrome, and her daughter needed the oxygen due to apnea.

I told her about Sammy and offered to hold her baby if she needed any help during the evening.  I was thrilled when she took me up on my offer!  Holding that sweet little baby was a precious blessing to me.

Later in the evening as the event was drawing to a close, I had an opportunity to again chat with the TPCC member I had spoken with earlier in the evening.  When I approached her, she confessed something to me that brought me happiness.  She said that she also had recognized me when I arrived, but she couldn’t remember my name either.  She said that when she looked over and saw me holding the baby, it suddenly clicked with her as to who I am.  Sammy’s mom.

Almost everyone at TPCC knew who Sammy was, and as a result, they knew who we were.  We were Sammy’s parents, and it is so heartwarming to be recognized and remembered that way.

Holding Sammy at 8-weeks old

Momma needs new boots…

12 Dec

There is snow on the ground, and that means that it’s finally time to go to the cemetery to build Sammy a snowman.

I don’t go to the cemetery much even though it’s very close to our home.  I feel like Sammy goes with me everywhere I go because he is so frequently on my mind and in my thoughts–while shopping at the scrapbook store, while driving in the car, while at my desk at work.  But, when I go to the cemetery, that isn’t a reminder that he lived; to me, it’s a reminder that he’s gone.

Sammy passed away in early January, and when we would go to visit his grave site in those first weeks and months, it was cold with gray skies, leafless trees, and frozen grass.  It was just so depressing.  To compensate, I like to try to make it special when I do go to the cemetery.  On one beautiful autumn day, Steve and I had a picnic at Sammy’s gravesite.  Another time, I took our new dog to the cemetery to go for a walk. Other times, Steve and I have gone there to release balloons or to place items on his grave.

One of the things that I want to do is to build a snowman for Sammy at the cemetery.  Last winter, I shopped for a hat and scarf because Sammy’s snowman needs to have some personality.  I have everything we need to build a snowman friend at the cemetery, but the one thing holding me back is that I need new boots.  So, as soon as I get some new boots and we get some good, wet snow, Sammy will get his snowman.

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Say a prayer…or maybe 100

23 Oct

After a lot of discussion and prayer, Steve and I are asking you to join us in prayer for something very important to us.

Although Sammy will never be replaced in our hearts, we know that we still have love to give, and it is our desire to become parents again.

My head tells me that there is a whole list of reasons for why we shouldn’t, and those are the very same reasons why we haven’t. But my heart tells me to take this huge leap of faith and rely on the power of prayer.

I don’t know what the Lord has planned for us, but just as we did before Sammy came into our lives, we will pray, we will hope, and we will trust Him.

Will you pray with us?

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