I am always amazed at how circumstances bring people together. Look at our nation, for example... When the twin towers fell, an entire nation was affected. We leaned on one another for support and encouragement, whether it was out of fear or genuine love for one another.... we all needed someone.
There have been many times in life I have needed someone. When I was 10 years old my dad died. As a child, this was, hands down, the most devastating thing that could have happened to me. In an instant, my entire world came crashing down. I was left with scars on my soul, so deep, I was sure I would never recover. If it hadn't of been for my childhood friends, doing everything they could to cheer me up, I may never have smiled again. Or so I felt. There were days I didn't want to go home because daddy was not there. So I would stay with my friends for days at a time. Even at my dad's funeral, sitting with the family, bawling our eyes out to the point of needing to catch a good solid breath.... I look over at the guests who came to honor my father that day and saw my neighbors, Allison and Matt Wilson. Allison was one of my closest friends and Matt was one of my brother, Chad's, closest friend. Chad and I see Matt and Allison making the dumbest and silliest face at us, and just then, their mom saw them do it, and nudged them, giving them "the look". I think all parents and children alike know "the look" I am referring to. Chad and I became hysterical with laughter. At which point my mom started giving us "the look". Now, the funeral did start and I did go back to wailing and hurting, but for an instant, I was so thankful I had a happy thought during that time. To this day, I am still thankful for them and that ridiculous face they made no matter how inappropriate it might have seemed to some people.
When I was pregnant with Lennon, I spent a lot of time on Facebook because I was on bed rest for all the extra fluid. I had time to actually catch up on people I usually didn't have time to catch up on. One of those people was a friend, named Jaime. Jaime and I have known each other almost our entire lives, as most people in our somewhat small town do. However, we never hung out, mostly because of our 4 year age difference. On facebook, I noticed Jaime was pregnant and due around the same time I was. She was having her first blessing, a baby boy and his name was going to be Cash. So, Jaime and I started talking a little about pregnancy blues and joys. I kept up with her posts on Cash and she the same on Lennon. I saw one day that Cash, while in his mommy's belly was going to need heart surgery soon after he was born. That day, I knew there was nothing I could say or do to ease that mom's pain, except to say "I am praying" because I had not a clue what they were going through. But, every time I thought about baby Cash I prayed a little prayer for their strength and his and for God to bless their situation. March 10th, Cash was born and boy oh boy was he cute!! I know that feeling a mom has for the first time, and I was so excited for Jaime, but I still could not imagine what they were going through regarding his heart issues. Two weeks later, on March 24th Lennon graced us all with her presence. Soon we realized she had a heart defect that would soon compromise her life. Almost immediately Jaime and I had something else in common.
Upon finding out we would be headed to New Orleans once the time came for Lennon's open heart surgery, Jaime and her husband, Sonny, opened their home to Charlie and I. When we told them we would be at Ochsner Medical Center, Jaime informed me the hospital is 1.2 miles from her home, and literally a straight shot drive-wise. How convenient!? Especially considering the PICU does not allow parents to stay with the kids. One more thing, they had in common with us, is the surgeon doing Cash's open heart surgery (which is scheduled for May 10). All the nurses and doctors at the hospital are amazed at this coincidence. Jaime and I have been able to lean on one another about our fears about our infants' open heart surgery and their futures in general. I would never ever ever ever wish something like what we are going through on anyone... but God obviously knew we would need someone to lean on during a tough time. Again, He is right on time.
The nurses and doctors think it's so funny that we have both named them "after" music legends. I know this all may seem like "coincidences" to some people, but I know different. I know this was all figured out way before our time.
Cash has a couple of different heart issues, as did Lennon. Where as Cash's VSD is the only thing saving his life, Lennon's VSD was fighting against her. If you don't know much about the heart, allow me to teach you a little of what I have learned. Our body has two different colors of blood... blue and red. One is de-oxygenized and one is oxygenized. From what I have understood with our children's defects is that their blood is purple. The two are mixing and the body is working twice as hard to continuously separate the two. In speaking with Jaime during the surgery, giving her play by play as I got them from the Nurse Practitioner we had the discussion of how "cool" our kids were with their purple blood. I pointed out that purple was the color of royalty, and I thought about Jesus ... and how when they placed the crown of thorns on His head, they placed a purple robe on his broken body as mockery for claiming to be King of Kings. Jaime then pointed out a scripture....
1 Peter 2:9
But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a dedicated nation, God's own purchased, special people, that you may set forth the wonderful deeds and display the virtues and perfections of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light.
Cash and Lennon are legends in the making. Not because of their names, but because of what they will have experienced and survived. I don't believe in coincidences, I believe in a plan. Cash and Lennon are part of a master plan to bring glory to the King.
They will leave their mark on this world, no doubt.