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More Than a Visit

on January 24, 2014

It’s Five Minute Friday, and the word for this week is “visit.”

Visit.

He came into the world squalling, screeching more like it – his cry so sharp and loud that it was unmistakable, our long-awaited, second-born boy.  When we brought him home, we quickly learned he would be nothing like his even-tempered older brother.  This one, this tiny red-faced infant, would make his demands known.  He would be a challenge to our previous parenting prowess.

Visit, New Baby, Motherhood, baby won't sleep

Sleepless nights turned into weeks, and eventually months, the worn carpet in the hallway testifying to the demands of our newest family member.  We loved him dearly, but sometimes we just wished for peace and quiet or that he would nap longer than thirty minutes.  He never slept “like a newborn” and even today, no matter how late he stays up, he wakes at the crack of dawn.  His Grandad affectionately nick-named him “The Raptor.”

At that time, Daddy had a second-shift job and little time off. He worked hard and long.  And we did, too, trying to just survive that long and lonely winter.

Aside from prayer, it was Grandma’s visits that got us through.  She’d often call at the end of her workday just to check in because she had a squalling, colicky baby once, too – me.  I was known as the baby who cried. all. the. time.  According to my aunt, she once came to visit us only to find my mother sitting on the front stoop crying while I lay peacefully in her arms, worn out by hours of fussing. My mother knew the frustration of the long nights and even longer days of mothering a cranky baby.

“How’s it going today, Jen?”

On the good days I answered, “Fine.” And then I told a story of something new one of the boys learned or something funny the oldest said that day.

On the bad days my silence betrayed me, a silence born of threatening tears.

Knowingly, she asked, “Want me to bring McDonald’s for supper?”

Gratefully I gulped out, “Yeah, that would be good.”

fussy baby, motherhood, colic

And so we waited, the five-year-old boy, and the fussy baby, and me.  We waited for the visit, for the promise of another set of hands and the comfort food they brought.  Her presence itself calmed me as the fear that so often comes with loneliness slowly ebbed away.  When it was time for her to leave, we wore smiles once again, determined to face the challenges of the evening with faith and hope for better days ahead.

brothers, cranky infant, baby

it gets better, new mommy, tired mommy, fussy baby

She always called when I needed it most, it seemed.  She often still does today.  I have no way to explain her uncanny awareness except to say that she’s close with the Lord, and I guess He must let her know when we’re in need. 🙂

I’ll never forget those supper visits, nor the time she gave willingly to be the hands and feet of Jesus to my weary-mama soul.

It was just a visit,

but to me it meant the world.

Matthew 25

34 “Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. 35 For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; 36 naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me;I was in prison, and you came to Me.’ 37 Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty, and give You something to drink? 38 And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked, and clothe You? 39 When did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’ 40 The King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’

John 13

34 Anew commandment I give to you, that you love one another, even as I have loved you, that you also love one another. 35 By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.”

Jen 🙂

It’s Five Minute Friday, so I’m linking up with the brave and creative crew over at Lisa Jo Baker’s place.  She gives us a one-word prompt and we freewrite for five minutes (-ish). 🙂   No planning, no editing, no stressing.  Come on over and join us if you like!

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8 responses to “More Than a Visit

  1. 😉 Your mother’s “visits” were of the sturdy enduring type! How delightful to have family close enough for regular “Visits.” My parents are over 1/2 the country away, so much more infrequent and so “transitory.” But then so aren’t we all… 😉 Some visits are like singular snowflakes, and others are more like the piled mounds of snow after a blizzard… 😉 (BTW, I got my computer back, and I now have photos up on my post if you want to check back)
    Thank you for visiting my blog, and thank you for your post here~ lovely!

    • Yes, having family nearby is truly a blessing. Growing up as missionary kids, we spent a good deal of time apart, so that makes time together now even more precious. Thanks for visiting and leaving me some encouragement!
      Jen 🙂

  2. Rebeca Jones says:

    Just stumbled upon your blog here. Having had a colicky one myself many moons ago, I could so relate to this. Your mother sounds like a wonder, and your children are beautiful! Your writing here is lovely, vivid, and I look forward to exploring. Blessings–

    • My mom really is amazing! I feel incredibly blessed to have her in my life. And I feel equally blessed to mother these four kiddos (well, most days, haha). 🙂 Thanks for leaving me some encouragement. Glad to have you here!
      Jen 🙂

  3. What an amazing story and what a loving, dedicated visitor. Thank you for sharing this. I’m visiting from FMF.

  4. carolapv says:

    God bless you for the sacrificial love you give to your family. I am so glad that your Mom is able to help you.

    • Thanks for your encouragement! I feel so blessed by the choice God made in the Mom He gave to me. She continually encourages me in my walk with the Lord. Hope to see you here again soon!
      Jen 🙂

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