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…And Then Came The Rain

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*** NOTE: Subsequent pregnancy mentioned

I haven’t written for awhile and I apologize.  It is Good Friday and Lent is coming to end.  Soon, we will be rejoicing in the season of Easter.  Earlier this afternoon there were many clouds overhead, but the sky was blue and the sun was out.  As I sat looking out my kitchen window at the evergreen trees and sipping some tea, I thought to myself, “hmm, there might not be rain this year for Good Friday”.  I felt a twinge of disappointment. 

Ever since I could remember, it always seemed to rain for at least a little while on Good Friday.  This is not surprising here on the Wet  – I mean West – Coast.  For some reason, rain on Good Friday doesn’t upset me.  There should be grey skies and rain on Good Friday, it is only fitting. 

Not more than 10 minutes later, with the sun stilling shining, droplets of rain began to gently splatter.   “…And then came the rain” I said smiling to myself.  The streams sparkled and looked like tiny diamonds, streaming down quickly and lasting for only a few minutes.  I felt refreshed and renewed.  “There must be a rainbow somewhere” I said out loud.  What a sweet gift God sent to us I thought looking down at my hand which was resting comfortably on my belly. 

I never did see a rainbow, but as I write this, I realize that the rainbow God sent is living and growing inside my womb – our *rainbow baby.  I’m happy to announce that we are pregnant with our 2nd miracle; Keaton being our 1st .

For the past three years, I struggled with the possibility that our 1st son might be our only miracle, but thankfully, God had other plans.  It has been hard to believe after so many years of praying and wanting another baby, that he or she has been conceived and is actually here.  We’re almost half-way through our pregnancy and due in September.    

If you have been in our position and have had a loss and then became pregnant again, you can likely relate to how I feel.  I can’t wait to hold this baby in our arms and raise our child, but at the same time, I can’t help but be nervous too.  I am doing my best to live in the moment and appreciate each day that we have with our little one – it can be tough some days.

There are moments I am completely elated.   I have gladly welcomed the nausea, the food restrictions, growing out of my clothes and even the slightest ache or strain in my legs or lower back.  The distant memory of being pregnant the first time and happily anticipating the arrival of our 1st baby was stuffed in the back of my mind for so long; I am allowing myself to remember these moments with him because they also brought much joy to our lives. 

There are also times however, when the anxiety creeps in and awful flashbacks of three years ago jump out and take hold of me – rushing to the hospital feeling something was wrong – watching the faces of the nurses as they searched for my baby’s heartbeat over and over again – being rushed into the birthing room as I was about to deliver while fully aware that my child needed help – birthing our baby and seeing the grave look on my husband’s face – images of the Dr. shaking her head indicating that our child did not make it – the overwhelming  feeling of disbelief and awe when my newborn baby was placed in my arms, limp and lifeless – the unrecognizable howl of anguish that bellowed from deep within my being – and the pain I felt when we had to let our baby go. 

Then the storm raged.  I can only think about these things for so long… 

How did we manage to survive the death of our son at the beginning?  How have we come so far since then?  What do people do when they get pregnant again, how do they cope?  These questions have been swirling around for the last three years.    

As I walked into Church today, the sun was bright, the sky was blue and some Parishioners were strolling in with short sleeves.  I basked in the warmth of the sunrays before stepping inside.  People that I know asked how I was doing,  how the pregnancy was going and gave me warm supportive hugs.  I am grateful for the prayers we have been receiving from our friends, family and Parish community.   

In the middle of the service, as Father began his Homily, it started to rain.  It wasn’t the happy rain cloud that showered outside my window earlier today.  It was a storm cloud that demanded our attention, pelting hard rain on the roof.  Off in the distance, there was rolling thunder.  I looked up through the high windows of the Church and noticed the sky had darkened, turning grey and mournful.  I didn’t dread the short-lived storm, I was thankful for it.  We were remembering the day that Jesus died for us on the cross and I am so grateful for that gift.  Oh, how He must have suffered…

During Mass this solemn day, I rubbed my tummy as I felt light “love” kicks within me.  I also thought about Keaton and what he was doing, because he is never far from my thoughts.  There are so many mixed feelings to contend with… but I’m learning to appreciate that the brighter moments in life can be appreciated more now that I have lived through some of the darkest storms I wish to ever experience. 

Thank you Jesus for the suffering and death you endured so that we your children, may have the chance to live.  The people at that time of His death, didn’t realize that they were on the brink of a glorious miracle and the greatest gift that God had for all of us.  He sacrificed His only beloved Son, and no one else would have done the same.   

So what will happen to this blog?  It will evolve, grow and develop as I do.  At this point, I’m not sure how I will structure the posts.  I want to be sensitive to families who are deeply grieving the death of their little one, yet still serve the ones who have a loss, and also have had a subsequent pregnancy/children.   Both sets of families need support and I ask for your prayers for discernment and faith that I can provide resources for those who need them.

*A baby who is conceived and/or born after the death of an older sibling. 

A definition that resonates with me:

“Rainbow Baby” is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of the storm. When a rainbow appears, it doesn’t mean the storm never happened or that the family is not still dealing with its aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds. Storm clouds may still hover but the rainbow provides a counterbalance of color, energy and hope.

 If anyone can inform me of the original author, please let me know.  Thanks!

Celebrating the Brief Lives of Our Little Ones

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An Infant and Child Remembrance Service and Teddy Bear Tea was held at St. Nicholas Parish in Langley on Feb.18th. Many families gathered at this Mass to honour babies and children gone-too-soon.

At the front of the altar, the Paschal Candle was lit and individual votives were carefully set out for the candle lighting ceremony. The hymns were beautifully led by two young women that made up the intimate choir and the music reflecting hope and healing set the tone for this meaningful service.

This special occasion was celebrated by Rev. John McCarthy, Pastor at St. Nicholas Parish to help support families suffering the loss of a young child. A bereaved mother involved with Elizabeth Ministry at the Parish approached Father about hosting this service and he kindly agreed. 

In the homily, Father talked about how our heavenly children are an important part of our families and actively praying for us. As a part of the Communion of Saints, may these little ones help us strengthen our faith as we seek eternal life. 

Meaningful Prayer Intentions

After the homily, the following prayers were included to acknowledge the various kinds of loss that guests may be suffering from:

1.       We pray for bereaved families mourning the loss of a loved one, especially infants and children; including babies who have died during pregnancy, and at birth.

2.      We pray for couples who are struggling with infertility and those trying to conceive.

3.      We pray for families who are expecting and those waiting to adopt; as well as families who lovingly chose to give up and/or welcome children through adoption and fostering.

4.      We pray for healing for the parents of unborn babies.  May they seek God’s peace and receive support in their journey. 

5.      We also pray for those in our community who may be estranged from others and their faith, may they be welcomed back home. 

Healing Flame of the Paschal Candle

Tapers were lit from the Paschal candle and walked to the back of the Church where one by one, the votives were ignited from the original flame. Father John explained that the Pascal candle was a “light in the darkness”, a symbol for hope by our Heavenly Father. 

Guests and Parishioners were invited to place the votives on the altar to represent their own personal prayer intention and everyone chose to participate. Many bereaved parents attended Mass and candles were specifically lit for babies who had died. 

One couple shared that they had learned about the service just the day before from a local infant loss support group.  They had just lost their son two weeks ago and understandably, their grief was still raw. A mother in her 90’s was there to honour three infants whom she had lost more than 60 years ago, “you weren’t to talk about it back then” she explained with tears in her eyes. 

Time for Tea…and Teddy Bears

Families were given the opportunity to meet with one another and share their stories in an informal setting at the reception which was decorated with flowers and teddy bears.  Guests were greeted by friendly volunteers and freshly baked home-made treats. 

To the surprise of many, tea was served in vintage bone china tea cups. This was a family-friendly event and young children happily played together running around with their new teddy bears in hand. 

For some, coming to the service was the first step towards healing, “you could just feel how the heaviness and grief lifted during Mass” a Parishioner told me with a warm smile, she herself a bereaved mother. Indeed, there seemed to be a lot of peace in the hearts of those that I met. Many expressed how thankful they were that the special service was offered.    

With a program, prayer card and a teddy bear tucked under his arm, a bereaved father asked when the next service will be scheduled, “I’m looking forward to it!” he said with a nod before leaving. 

If you are a bereaved family member, please visit littlelightofheaven.com for infant bereavement resources, information about future events and Elizabeth Ministry or email: info(at)littlelightofheaven.com. A Mass at Gardens of Gethsemani Cemetery and a Mother’s Tea in Fort Langley are coming up in March.  

Thank you to those that attended, Father John McCarthy and all the Parish volunteers who assisted in various ways at the Mass and Teddy Bear Tea. We would also like to acknowledge private donors, Gardens of Gethsemani Catholic Cemeteries, and Signal Hill for donating items such as teddy bears and treats for the teddy bear reception.

All your contributions made the event extra special and we couldn’t have done it without your support!     

I Will Never Forget You

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It was last Ash Wednesday when I wrote my first post.  At the beginning of my journey into “blog-ville”, I had no idea where it would take me.  Many posts and events later, here I am.  At this evening’s Mass, the last hymn we sang was “I Will Never Forget You My People”. 

As usual, I sang my heart out.  But out of nowhere, the second verse came…

Does a mother forget her baby,
Or a woman the child within her womb,
Yet even if these forget,
Yes even if these forget,
I will never forget my own.

and all of a sudden, my voice became muted. 

‘A mother does not ever forget her child’ I said to myself, ‘or the child in her womb…not me!’ .  The tears took over for my voice and started streaming down uncontrollably and taking me completely by surprise. 

But then again, it shouldn’t be that surprising.  We had just celebrated the Infant and Child Remembrance Mass on the weekend.  I managed to keep it together the entire time as I was focused on the tasks at hand.  I guess this is my inevitable delayed reaction. 

As I sat sniffling in the pew after Ash Wednesday Mass as the congregation filed out, a fellow Parishioner suddenly sat beside me, put her arms around me and told me that the song also made her cry.  I was still overcome with emotion and couldn’t speak, but managed to nod in thanks.  She smiled at me and then departed.

My husband sat back down beside me.  “I so want him to be here too” I whispered with my lip still quivering, my mind filled with thoughts of Keaton.  “I know…” my husband said trying to comfort me, “I do too”. 

I pray that the hope of the Lenten season will bring you comfort as you also remember your loved ones and think of how wonderful it is that Jesus rose on the 3rd day so that we could all be together in heaven…May God also send you angels to help comfort you in your time of need.  Many blessings.

I Will Never Forget You My People

By Carey Landry

I will never forget you my people,
I have carved you on the palm of My hand,
I will never forget you,
I will not leave you orphaned,
I will never forget my own…

Does a mother forget her baby,
Or a woman the child within her womb,
Yet even if these forget,
Yes even if these forget,
I will never forget my own.

I will never forget you my people,
I have carved you on the palm of My hand,
I will never forget you,
I will not leave you orphaned,
I will never forget my own…

Does a mother forget her baby,
Or a woman the child within her womb,
Yet even if these forget,
Yes even if these forget,
I will never forget my own.

Feb.18, 2012 – Infant & Child Loss Remembrance Service

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*Infant & Child Loss Remembrance Service*

& Teddy Bear Tea

"Light of Life" by Yukon Artist Libby Dulac

St. Nicholas R.C. Church – 20675 87th Ave., Langley, BC

Remembrance Mass Service: 1 pm

“Teddy Bear” Tea Reception: 2 pm hosted by St. Nicholas Parish & local Elizabeth Ministry Chapters

*RSVP: Ann & Donna – info(at)littlelightofheaven.com

Prayers will be included for parents and family members who wish to honour the lives of all children gone-too-soon, including;

– Children of any age

– Infants & Toddlers

– Babies lost shortly after birth and through Sudden Infant Death Syndrome

– Babies who have died during pregnancy for any reason (e.g. ectopic pregnancy, miscarriage, complications and stillbirth)

Couples who are trying to conceive and those struggling with infertility; parents who are expecting and those on a waiting list to adopt; as well as parents who lovingly chose to give up and/or welcome children through adoption and fostering will also be remembered on this day.

TEDDY BEAR TEA

Everyone is welcome to attend the reception immediately after the service.  Families will be offered a teddy bear in honour of their child through Elizabeth Ministry.  These teddy bears have been kindly donated by organizations such as Signal Hill and Gardens of Gethsemani.

Families can enter the name of their child in the “Little Book of Life” and light a candle for their little one.

This event is open to everyone from all faiths and backgrounds, especially bereaved parents and other family members including children, as well as those who support grieving families.

*Please RSVP so that enough programs, candles & refreshments are available.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION

NOTE: The Teddy Bear Tea is being hosted by St. Nicholas Parish and organized by *Elizabeth Ministry (EM) – St. Nicholas and St. Matthew’s Chapters. Future EM programs and events will be scheduled. Contact Donna or Ann to receive updates.

*Elizabeth Ministry is a faith-based, peer mentorship volunteer organization that celebrates the sanctity of life and honours the lives of all children. If you are interested in donating a teddy bear or refreshments, volunteering or starting a chapter at your Parish, please contact us:

Ann, Elizabeth Minister St. Matthew’s Chapter – annamsing (at) yahoo.com

Donna, Elizabeth Minister St. Nicholas Chapter – info (at) littlelightofheaven.com

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*SHORT DESCRIPTION*

The following is a short summary of the service for email invites and church bulletins etc.

Infant & Child Remembrance Service & Teddy Bear Tea – Sat., Feb.18

St. Nicholas Parish – 20675 87th Ave., Langley, BC.

Mass 1pm, Teddy Bear Tea reception to follow.

Come celebrate the lives of all children who have died at any age, including those lost as an infant or toddler and those who have died during pregnancy or birth for any reason.  Bereaved parents, relatives and friends of all faiths and backgrounds welcome.  At this service, families are invited to light a candle and enter the names of their children in the “Little Book of Life“.  All are welcome!

Teddy bear donations to be given to bereaved families through Elizabeth Ministry (St. Matthew & St. Nicholas Chapters). Please RSVP: info (at)littlelightofheaven.com and visit littlelightofheaven.com for more info.

Moments Worth Celebrating

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Keaton’s 3rd birthday and “angelversary” is coming up in a few days – 3 years old already, wow!  As I look back, in some ways I am amazed at how quickly the years have passed.  Yet, three years ago, I distinctly remember each moment painfully dragged on and I asked myself if I would be able to stand one more day without him. 

Day after day, I remember being conscious of the very act of breathing.  It is like I had to force myself to breathe in and out between bouts of sobbing.  Slowly but surely, I managed to put one foot in front of the other taking tiny little steps towards healing.   I had to focus on very simple accomplishments at first; making myself eat breakfast, getting out of my PJs and taking a shower, walking out to the mailbox – check, check, check. 

Admittedly, Keaton’s first birthday was hard.  We made cupcakes and decorated them with sprinkles and we sang “happy birthday” with such sad voices.  My family brought birthday balloons to the cemetery and we went for lunch.  We celebrated because it was important for us to mark this special day and remember him.  I knew I would have been more upset if we skipped his birthday cake altogether.    

Keaton’s 2nd birthday was not as sad for us.  We went for fish and chips and took a walk along the beach.  Before long, I hit my stride and moved ahead in my grief journey by  leaps and bounds.  Connecting with other bereaved parents and starting this blog really helped.  I still battled the occasional road block of course, but those are always to be expected. 

A babyloss friend shared with me that her grandmother lost an infant, yet celebrated her baby’s birthday well into her 90s. It was not as common back then to even acknowledge infant loss and I applaud her!  What a great role model for my friend’s family.  I plan to do the same thing for Keaton and look forward to many, many more birthday cakes for my son. 

This year brings about new beginnings, dreams and goals and a different kind of relationship with our son, one that I believe he would have wanted for us.  I’m excited to celebrate his 3rd birthday.  I still miss him like crazy and wish he was here to celebrate, but when I think of him, I can’t help but smile.  The thought of him brings me pure joy.  Our belief  is that Keaton is here with us – he not only hears us, he participates in his own special way in our family. 

No matter what, we will always celebrate Keaton’s birthday in our own way.  This year, we ordered custom birthday cakes so that we could share them with each side of the family.  We will visit Keaton at the cemetery and go for dinner.  I will write him a birthday letter and also got two beautiful Sunset Butterfly photos by Carly Marie just for him.  I can almost feel our birthday boy beam from ear to ear!

There are many things that families can do to honour their heavenly infants.  A eco-friendly balloon release, having young children participate by blowing bubbles, a donation to a local charity and for some, a graveside birthday party – you name it!  Whatever speaks to you, however you want to honour your child, I pray that these moments bring you and your family much joy.           

An Epiphany

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Today, we celebrated The Feast of the Epiphany which marks the end of the Christmas season.  I’m happy that we happened to attend morning Mass as we got the last glimpse of all the Christmas decorations at the Church.  We stood in front of the manger scene, wise men and the fresh evergreen trees to soak them all in.  As I waved to Baby Jesus and turned to leave, part of me regretted the thought of seeing all these things disappear for another year. 

These items are merely physical reminders of Christmas however.  Father reminded us that “the Holy Infant Jesus is born in our hearts each and every day”.  Are we willing and ready to follow the star and seek Him out?  It is one thing to recognize the presence of the humble newborn King in our lives, He is within us and those around us, living in our midst.  But what are we going to do when we manage to find Him? 

The Magi were guided by their beliefs and followed the bright star to Bethlehem.  When they finally arrived after a long and tiresome journey, they rejoiced when they found the Infant Jesus.  They offered Him symbolic gifts on bended knee, recognizing that He was the greatest King of all. 

This Holy child represents for us a burst of radiant light in the darkness, a promise of hope like no other.  As they turned to go back home, the wise men listened to the warning of the angel and as we can only imagine, were forever changed along with the shepherds. 

The journey of grief can also be a long, dark and lonely road.  At times, it may feel like it is impossible to continue putting one foot in front of the other, and trudge along enduring the pain and sadness.  I sometimes felt like I was going in circles, head down, with little direction and with no end in sight.

If you can related to this experience, I urge you lift your head and to keep your eye on the star.  I pray that the glimmer of light will lead you closer to Him.  The only “gifts” that I managed to offer at the beginning were grief, fear and mourning.  I didn’t think they were worth very much at all, but was advised to “give” them to God anyway and this would help me in grief.  Really?!  I questioned. I tried, but it felt weird at first.  How do I offer “up” my suffering to Him?  What good would that do?  I didn’t get it. 

In time, I recognized that my burdens did become lighter as I put more trust in Jesus.  Instead of grief, hope started to seep into my heart.  The debilitating fear I felt was slowly replaced with faith, and I was no longer as afraid.  When I thought of Keaton, I began to experience moments of complete peace which eventually outlasted the episodes of sorrow and mourning.  Ahhh, THIS is what “they” mean… 

What I learned to recognize is that I could not experience the comfort of the Holy Spirit and remain the same.  As a friend, wife and mother, I felt myself changing.  It was a revelation for me that The Lord actually wanted me to give Him these things and gladly received my offering.  In turn, I was given the peace and reassurance that my son was safe in heaven and the best part was that we had the opportunity to be with Keaton again.  Forever.  Forever is a long time and worth waiting for, don’t you think? 

As my deep sorrow lifted, I began to recognize how blessed we were to have our son, even if it was for a short while.  I have come to the realization that God loves us and our children more than we could ever know and wants us to all be together for eternity.  If we continue to accept His love more and more each day, heaven can become closer and closer and feel more within reach. 

Sometime when I hit low moments and really miss my son, I have to gently remind myself that Our Heavenly Father also knows the pain of losing His only Son and that He gave Jesus up so that we could all be together for eternity one day.    

May the Infant Jesus live in your hearts and your upcoming year be filled with His peace and everlasting love.

2nd Annual Feast of the Holy Innocents Infant Loss Service

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For some, Christmas is about the joy of having family and little ones around and for this reason, the holiday season can be difficult for those whose infants have died.  Last evening, grieving parents, grandparents, siblings, and friends braved the cold, rainy weather and gathered in the warm atmosphere at St. Ann’s Parish for their 2nd annual Infant Remembrance Mass in Abbotsford.

This candlelight service was offered just a few days after Christmas on Dec.28th for the celebration of the Feast of the Holy Innocents and the timing couldn’t have been more perfect.  Pastor James Hughes noted that it was not by mistake that this date was chosen for this special Mass. 

During the service, families were invited to honour their infants by lighting a candle and placing the votives on a table in front of the altar.  As more and more candles were set beside one another, the lights emitted a peaceful glow and dancing shadows were seen on the white table cloth during the Mass.  Close by, the Infant Jesus was displayed in a manger with His arms stretched out to welcome us.

Well over 100 people attended this solemn event traveling from as far away as Washington State, the Sunshine Coast as well as parts of the Greater Vancouver area.  Many people of various ages, backgrounds and faiths attended.  “I wish we had a service like this in my community” a grieving mother said to me.  “It is nice for our children to meet others who understand what it is like to lose a sibling,” another mom and dad shared.   

In his homily, Father openly shared that he has grown to appreciate the need to reach out to families suffering from infant loss due to ectopic pregnancy, miscarriage, fatal diagnosis, pregnancy complications, stillbirth, illness and sudden infant death.  “These children are also considered ‘Holy Innocents’ and have the important role of praying for us” he explained.  Father James went on to say that the pain of couples struggling with infertility also needs to be recognized.  He also praised and prayed for bereavement support workers and professionals dedicated to assisting these families.  

At the reception, families were invited to sign a Book of Life and choose a hand-decorated pot of forget-me-not flowers.  It is important to note that when Devan Greenhouses heard what the plants were for, they insisted that the pots were to be donated as a gift from the nursery to bereaved families.  The evening was kindly coordinated by Fr. James and a number of families at the Parish.  We are thankful for so many blessings! 

It was comforting to meet other bereaved parents and families at this event.  I was happy to greet familiar faces and meet some new friends too.  Thank you to the team of ladies led by Jody at St. Ann’s  for organizing such a wonderful remembrance service for our children.  Special thanks to Father Hughes for your amazing support. 

Click here for a description of the 2010 Service.

Please see events page for future Infant Loss Services and other related events.        

Welcome Baby Jesus…Merry Christmas Children!

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At midnight Mass last night, about half-way through the celebration, we sang “Away in a Manger”.  This has been one of my favourite Christmas carols since early childhood.  As we sang it, the all-too-familiar words came back to me very easily.  

As I continued to sing, my mind drifted as I looked towards the Nativity scene in front of us.  What would it be like to peer in that manger to see Baby Jesus there?  Are all our heavenly children kneeling on the hay beside Him? 

As the hymn was ending, I became more conscious of the words that I had been singing all these years.  Away In A Manger is sung from the perspective of a young child at Christmas time, it is a little prayer.  For the first time, this timeless song came alive for me in a significant way… 

Away In A Manger

Away in a manger,
no crib for His bed,
The little Lord Jesus
lay down his sweet head.

The stars in the bright sky
looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus,
asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing,
the poor Baby wakes,
But little Lord Jesus,
no crying He makes;

I love Thee, Lord Jesus,
look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle
till morning is nigh.

 Be near me, Lord Jesus,
I ask Thee to stay,
Close by me forever,
and love me, I pray!

Bless all the dear children
in Thy tender care
And take us to heaven,
to Live with Thee there.

If it must be Keaton, that you cannot be with us, we are thankful that you are blessed and being taken care of in heaven.  Merry Christmas sweetheart…

As we welcome the birth of baby Jesus this Christmas season, we ask Him to stay in our hearts forever, no matter what time of year it happens to be.

Have a very Merry Christmas Children!  We love you always…xoxo

A Father’s Love at Christmas

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We rarely hear songs from St. Joseph’s perspective.  The song Joseph’s Lullaby by Mercy Me is a beautiful way to capture the moment when a father, after much anticipation, finally gets to hold his newborn baby. 

It describes the Holy Family in a way that we can easily relate to — in a very ordinary and human way.  We envision a first-time father in complete awe as he gently holds his brand new son and we witness him asking The Lord for the protection of his innocent child.  Joseph, knowing that there are great plans for his infant son one day, humbly prays;

I ask that He for just this moment

Simply be my child

The tenderness that is shown towards Baby Jesus by His father is a peaceful scene of pure and unconditional love.  I have faith that this is just a glimpse of the immense love that Jesus has for each and every one of us.  It can be overwhelming to know that someone can love us beyond comprehension.  How do we return that kind of love?   

I hope this song brings a bit of comfort to the daddy’s out there who are missing their children this Christmas.  Know that your children also love and miss you..and can’t wait to greet you in heaven one day. 

 

Mercy Me – Joseph’s Lullaby  

Go to sleep my Son

This manger for your bed

You have a long road before You

Rest Your little head

 

Can You feel the weight of Your glory?

Do You understand the price?

Or does the Father guard Your heart for now

So You can sleep tonight?

 

Go to sleep my Son

Go and chase Your dreams

This world can wait for one more moment

Go and sleep in peace

 

I believe the glory of Heaven

Is lying in my arms tonight

But Lord, I ask that He for just this moment

Simply be my child

 

Go to sleep my Son

Baby, close Your eyes

Soon enough You’ll save the day

But for now, dear Child of mine

Oh my Jesus, Sleep tight

Merry Christmas my love!  You are the best father Keaton could ever have…