Archive for September, 2005

A New Kind of Family

September 19, 2005

Early this morning, a new life was born into the world. Her name is Lilyann and she’s a beautiful little girl. I know a lot of little girls were born this morning all over the world, but this one has an advantage over so many others. She was born into a family with roots deeper than you can see.

You see, her parents live amidst a group of people who have been brought together by a common relationship to God. These men and women already had families which are scattered all over the continent; but the family they’re a part of now is something more. Little Lilyann doesn’t know it yet, but she’s one of the luckiest children in the world. Let me illustrate by walking you through the events surrounding her birth.

All weekend, while her mother and father were busy distracting themeselves from the never ending wait for this little girl’s arrival, a sister in her church(we’ll call her sister number one) was keeping her schedule clear so that she could rush to the side of the mother when that long-awaited moment arrived. The mother wanted a home birth, so this sister knew that she could be right in the middle of the action to encourage and attend to her needs.

The mother’s water broke at 10:30pm last night. She told sister number one that it would be a while before she was needed, so she should get some sleep. FAT CHANCE of that! In fact, she tried to get to sleep but it just wasn’t happening. She walked over to the mother’s house (just a few doors down) and stayed with her all the way through the birth, which happened at 3:40am this morning. The sister called us with the news at about 7:00am. Within minutes the whole church knew (that’s about 30 people in our group).

Because sister #1 was busy helping the mother with her new baby, her own children missed the bus for school. No problem. Four doors down there was another family ready to take up the slack, and the husband in that house loaded up the children and drove them to school for her. Now the fun really begins!

Two more doors down is another family poised and ready to help out with the events of the day. Sister number two from that house goes over to stay with the new mother while sister number three (from my house) takes the toddler that belongs to sister number one along with our own toddler to the store. Sister number two stays with the new mother while the new father goes to pick up his mother from the airport (note that she has to fly to get here). Halfway through the day, there will be another shuffling of the children, and honestly I forget which children will be with whom by 3:00pm this afternoon.

All I know is that little Lilyann has been born into a community. This community runs deeper than flesh and bone. Lilyann has entered into a child’s wonderland, surrounded by, not only two parents who love her dearly (who are themselves loved dearly by a dozen households), but also by about a dozen children who all live within a few houses of one another. This little girl will have at least a dozen brothers and sisters running in and out of her house over the next 18 years of her life, providing her with a community and an identity which will stick with her for life.

She will be surrounded by people who turn to the Lord for their every need, and who honor his name wherever they go. They will care for her, pray for her, feed her, house her from time to time–everything a family does. So many people to love her. Yeah, I’d say she’s a lucky little girl.


Take my hand and walk

September 15, 2005

Some songs stick to something really deep inside you. They come back to you at times in your life when you need them, like good friends. They remind you of what you know and where you have been. Like an anchor to your soul. It’s one of the reason songs exist. This song is one of those for me:

Take My Hand and Walk (by The Kry)

I know there are times
Your dreams turn to dust
You wonder as you cry
Why it has to hurt so much
Give Me all your sadness
Someday you will know the reason why
With a child-like heart
Simply put your hope in Me

Take My hand and walk where I lead
Keep your eyes on Me alone
Don’t you say why were the old days better
Just because you’re scared of the unknown
Take My hand and walk

Don’t live in the past
Cause yesterday’s gone
Wishing memories would last
You’re afraid to carry on
You don’t know what’s comin’
But you know the One who holds tomorrow
I will be your guide
Take you through the night
You just keep your eyes on Me

(second chourus)
Take my hand and walk where I lead
Keep your eyes on me alone
Don’t you say why were the old days better
Just because you’re afraid of the unknown
Take my hand and walk where I lead
You will never be alone
Faith is to be sure of what you hope for
And the evidence of things unseen
So take my hand and walk
Just like a child holding daddy’s hand
Don’t let go of mine
You know you can’t stand on your own

(repeat chorus)

Words by Jean-Luc Lajoie and Yves Lajoie
Music by Jean-Luc Lajoie