Special Delivery

Yesterday I delivered the quilts, bibs and burp cloths I finished for the NICU at St. Vincent's Infirmary in Little Rock. What an experience that was! I am going into detail so bear with me. I was just so full of joy with this!

When I arrived, all the nurses seemed to rush into the station to see what was going on. And when they began to make exclamations of delight, I was so humbled. One asked me to give my story on why I was doing this, and my answer was something like this:

"My grandson was here in the NICU for a couple of days 14 months ago, and y'all were so good to him. God has blessed me to be able to stay home and keep him, and I wanted to share that and bless others."

The director of the NICU, Jenny, asked me what my grandson's name was, and they took some photos of me holding their favorite quilt. She asked if they could post my photo and story on the wall board and I gave them the ok. She then took me around to one of the rooms, to show me how they could drape the quilts over the little boxes where the babies were monitored. And oh my....

There was a tiny tiny little boy in this photo that you can't see. His name is Cayden and he was so little and frail. Jenny asked if I'd like to give the quilt to his mother, and I did. I wish I had been more prepared for that, because I was really at a loss for words. The only thing that came out of my mouth was, "Would you like to have this quilt for your baby?" And his mother put her hand over her mouth and began to cry.

I touched her on the arm and told her, "Oh please don't cry honey. This is from God and not from me." I then asked the baby's name and the nurses did a little talking, explaining she could hold the baby with the quilt if she wanted to, and drape it over the box where the baby lay. As I was leaving, they took another photo.

I told this sweet Mama and her husband, "God bless you." and left the room.  We went back to the nurse's station and talked a little more, and I explained that I would bring more as I got them made. They were all so appreciative and I thanked them several times for allowing me to do this. God is so good.

I didn't ask what was wrong with Cayden, didn't feel it was my place, but God knows. I prayed over the quilt and the child who would receive it while I created it. I know Cayden will be ok.   I hope that the next time I go, I stay in the background a little more and put God in the foreground. And I hope and pray that He will give me better words to say. Words of wisdom and comfort.

I'm not sharing this to give myself credit in any way. I just wanted you to see how doing God's will, participating in a ministry FOR HIM, and helping "the least of these" can be such a powerful blessing.