Deacon is on my mind today. He is such a sweet expression of God’s love and I have been touched lately each time he prays. Often we pray over our meal and then Deacon will say “Wait, I want to pray too!” then he has us all hold hands for a second time and says “Dear God, please heal Phoebe and make her good.” Last night after he prayed he leaned over to me and said “And I pray for Phoebe that she will be nice so she won’t pinch me like she did before she went to the doctors.” Silly boy! I personally would love nothing more than to see Phoebe well enough to torture him with her little pinches again, but I didn’t tell him that. So in honor of my sweet little Deaconator, I’m posting a poem I wrote about him while we were living in Mexico when he was Phoebe’s age.
‘Caught’~
I have escaped unnoticed to the trampoline.
Pride and Prejudice in hand, I slink away like a guilty thief to steal a piece of quiet.
I settle in. Ahhh…
“Mama! Are you??” I hear the sweet muffled voice inside the house.
My heart wrenches toward my small enquirer.
But no, I will give myself at least a few pages of respite.
Wait.
I spy his small frame at the back door window pane.
I freeze, like stunned prey.
Maybe he won’t notice me.
b r e a t h e s l o w l y
Make no sudden movements.
I smile despite myself as he flattens his nose against the glass.
Silly one.
He vanishes from the door.
Alone. Me and Jane Austen, Mr. Darcy, Elizabeth…
A burst of excited giggles rain down on me like tiny bubbles of sheer joy exploding in mid-air.
I have been discovered, and it is sweetness to my soul.
An Atypical Miracle 
Amey,
Too special…Thanks for the Deacontor report and poem. Very special!
Blessing,
Peggy
Your such a great writer. I feel like I know all your littles one even though I’ve only met Ben as a baby. So here’s to praying that Deacon will be tough enough to take all of Phoebe’s pinches very soon 🙂
I love “seeing” what you say.
Mama
Precious!!!!! And Rayleen is so right. You write so well….wish you did not have so much to write about but God wastes nothing…no matter how hard. I love hearing your heart about your babies….so sweet….
Love that Deacon!
Thanks for sharing Amey! I remember taking that picture of Deacon, and oh how it makes me miss you all..You are in my thoughts and prayers
Love, Kathleen
Amey, I don’t even know you but I already love you! What a lovely poem for your sweet boy.
My name is Pamela and I’ve been following your blog from Calgary, Alberta (Canada). I can’t remember who sent me the link but it doesn’t matter. I read your story and thanked our Awesome God for leading me to your precious Phoebe. What an amazing daughter you have. I don’t think the word “can’t” is in her vocabulary and she’s certainly a trouper as she works so hard to go home.
Phoebe impressed me Amey, and you did as well. I think God has connected us for a reason and I might know what it is!!!
Within my “space” in this world, there is a large group of people praying for a sweet 11 year old named Hope. Several weeks ago, Hope suffered a stroke following surgery to remove her tonsils and she’s been in hospital ever since. Hope has a loving and devoted “kid sister” Gabi who delights in making Hope laugh, as well as devoted parents and other loved ones. Her dad is a pastor, and her mom has been keeping everyone updated as they walk through this fire.
I have been reminded several times of the similarities Phoebe and Hope are experiencing: catastrophic event, medical ups and downs, Jesus suffering every step of the way with each girl on her journey…as well, each precious daughter is being surrounded by prayer in person and on prayer chains around the world. What an amazing God we serve!!
I’m wondering if you would like the contact information for Hope’s parents? I keep feeling God’s prompting that this might be a great opportunity to share the ups and downs, and the realities that your girls go through, with another God-centered family in the same type of situation? I would be more than happy to facilitate that if you’re interested.
I pray for your family each day Amey, and I hope Our Heavenly Father continues to rain His love and His peace and His comfort on each of you. Thank you for sharing your heartaches and your joys and I look forward to Phoebe’s continued updates.
God bless you
Pamela