image by Cortney
There are times in our lives when bad things happen to people we care deeply about and most of those times we feel helplessly pinned against a wall trying desperately to think of something to say or do to make it seem all better. There are specific situations we encounter when that is just simply impossible. However, I do believe that each of these moments have a lesson to be learned and a strength to be achieved by both the hurt and the ones who feel compassion towards those that hurt.
Over the past few days I have witnessed that these experiences teach us how to love more deeply and to see those who are most effected through the eyes of a divine being, even if only for a brief moment. Because of this gift to feel and to love, we are sometimes given the privilege to mourn with those that mourn and comfort those that stand in need of comfort. So it has been and so it will continue to be for many of those who care about a very special family.
Cortney mentioned in a previous post just last week that our sweet friend had suffered a loss of an unborn child. This was one of those moments when we all felt like we needed to do something but had no idea how to proceed...at first.
The night it happened many showed up at their door, while they were heading to the hospital, to clean her home top to bottom. Her freezer was then stocked with meals the next day and flowers began to load her counter top. I, along with everyone I had spoken to, kept having that feeling of wishing we could do more...that we could somehow collectively show our love for this family in a way that was more then food and house cleaning. Something that would last longer than just a few short weeks. A plan began to form and with many many other women we began to do what we could to pull together a handmade quilt for them with the hopes of having it act as a cozy comforting reminder of this little baby and his place in their cute family.
It only took one email to gather a very large group of her friends together to begin our little project. Sunday evening came and we all got to work.
Only four hours later we had formed the top of the quilt. I only wish that I had taken more pictures. There were so many more there who had helped cut, sew and iron. It really was a neat experience to have my home bursting at the seams with women filled with charity and a desire to serve those who really needed it.
The next morning I took each piece to our cute Jen, who also writes for this blog, and I got to watch her create magic as she turned our previous night's work into a more beautifully quilted gift.
The only things left to do where the binding and a tag. One more email went out...
Lastly, the tag was added with his name, the meaning of his name and a sweet reassuring scripture that reads:
And whoso receiveth you, there I will be also, for I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you, to bear you up. (D&C 84:88)
Watching what goes on behind the scenes of a tragic event is humbling and amazing. I saw only a little portion of what went into caring for this dear family and I could easily see our Heavenly Father's hand in all of it. He loves us. He knows us and He uses our hands as His when He wants to comfort those that stand in need of His comfort. I will always remember this experience and the heart felt lessons I learned along the way. Today I stand stronger with many others who have learned a little bit better how to love more like He loves.