A Double Blessing
Story in Art Form: The twins birth story...
Two small souls fill a quiet room and soft cries follow
Father's gentle voice sends encouragement
All will be well
Gentle touch to small hands Fleeting moment as arms open to find empty space
Babies rushed to unknown
Father strains to see little faces through windows
Oxygen depletes and lungs labor
Breathe. Let God give them breath.
Pain sets in
All is quiet with curtain drawn
No babes at breast
Waiting. Tears. Prayer.
Behind plastic walls
Babies wait for Mommy
Tears flow from needles sharp prick
Mother seeks God's will
No babes at breast
Will milk flow from sorrowed bosom?
It does flow
Praise God for friends who give knowledge freely
So that little blessings can be nourished
Seconds turn minutes into hours
Aching arms held out
Wait longer. No touching. No holding.
Heart pulls and arms feel heavy with weight of babies not held
Looking through plastic doors now open
Gently hold one small hand
Fingers curl round as love seeps through soul
Hope fills worried air
Sweet faces rest with soft lullaby from mother’s lips
Back to room with arms still aching
Time passes slowly
Breathe deep the grace that is in dark spaces
The time is now
Babies feel Mommy’s heart beating against plastic tubes blowing air
Careful not to tangle wires that crawl like spiders
Little beating hearts strain when Mommy must leave
Oxygen falls with breathing labored
Father holds all hearts in gentle prayer
Waiting for healing
One gets better. One gets worse.
Procedures follow as lungs fail - Again.
Hoping for answers that hearts can handle
Knowing the journey must be taken for all things work together for good
Larger picture unknown except by God
Grace. Love. Mercy.
Remember these things
Medicine. X-Rays. Tears.
Angels saving little blessings and snuggles fill the soul full
Wires tangle again and again
Acceptance of God’s will
Father comforts mother as head bows low
Family holds all to prayer
What will God’s answer be?
Going home empty handed yet God’s hand shows favor
Lungs become stronger
Milk flows to overflowing and Babies keep breath
Weeks pass by
Masks and needles removed from sore skin
Oxygen flows through tubes still connected yet
Babies feel free to move and Mommy feels free to hold
Waiting for more strength
Strength does come and God says yes to unanswered questions
Lungs strong and breaths deep
Babies own bed is filled with sweet dreams
Mommy’s lips send praise to God for a double blessing