If you are reading this post, thank you for sticking with a lack of posting from me this past week. It’s not normal that I take time off from posting on my blog or Twitter, but this past week I had to. I couldn’t find words to type. I didn’t want to entertain you. I got involved.
I am sure if you follow me on FaceBook or Twitter than you have heard of Baby Sophia. I have talked about her and encouraged people to pray for her and show their support on her FaceBook page. If you have done this I want to say “Thank You” from the bottom of my heart. It means you have gotten involved and you are part of Sophia’s life.
There is a great difference though in reading a memo and writing a quick word and really being involved.
When Sophia was born it was just a name I heard in church. A sad story that made me pause. Just for a moment. Then I continued in my own little life. Time has passed and my little life has been shaken to the core by this little life. I got involved. I got to know her family through time and became involved in Sophia’s life. I became part of her story. She became real.
As I type this Baby Sophia is fighting for her very life, for her next breath. It’s a struggle that takes my own breath and why I took a week off from being involved here. I had the blessing of meeting Sophia. Holding her hand. I will forever be a different person because of this little girl.
As a parent, I watched Sophia’s parents. The strength and hope of a parent’s love was stronger in that room than anywhere I have seen. It made me think back to the time that Belly lay in that same hospital. My fear, my hope, my prayers, my love came crashing back into my heart. Robbing my lungs and crushing my heart. I know their pain because we share a parent’s love for their child.
I want to urge you to be involved. Perhaps not in Sophia’s life, but in the life of another that you have heard about. It’s not just a memo, not just a blog post and not just a status update; it’s a life. Being involved is asking you to be uncomfortable and sometimes that is just what we need. To be shaken, to cry and to love.