11.09.2006

The Brave Little Soul

I just received this email from a friend. How it got to her, I am not sure, but she passed it on to me.

I will preface this email by telling you that Ivey has brought joy to many many many people. Her life has been a miracle, in so many infinite ways. = Hearts have opened, hearts have mended, friendships created, friendships renewed, a community united, priorities aligned, love established.-Yes,life is hard at times. And for me, I want Ivey's story told, all because I see that she is a Brave Little Soul. There isn't a relationship in my life that hasn't been made more valuable all because of Ivey. I will mention that everything is not always light hearted, my mom and husband normally endure the convergence of life, fear and reality and when I subcome to the three. Sometimes, life and reality merge and become too much. When I touch Ivey and my sons all fear disappears. But maybe, just maybe, the world is more compassionate all because of the presence of babies and children like our daughter.


A three year old little boy that attends St. Thomas Day School (Anna
>Kate attends the mother's morning out program there), was recently
>diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. I became a frequent visitor on
>his care page to check his progress. On the web site,
>(www.carepages.com) I noticed a place that invites one to read other
>journals from "brave souls" who volunteer to share their journey with
>illness and hope. Feeling empathetic, I read every story. Even though I
>have never met any of these "brave souls", they have become a part of
>my life. I "check-in" on them periodically for updates, pray for each
>person daily and feel sorrow and hurt when they receive bad lab reports
>or have an especially hard day. I even called each person by name as I shared their story with Chris.
>
> As I tearfully told Chris about a nineteen year old boy that recently
> lost his battle with leukemia, and thought about the little boy at
> Anna Kate's school, and thought of my friend Sara, and thought of an
> acquaintance from Rome that delivered a baby girl with a chromosonal
> abnormality, and thought of all those people from the care page website,
I became angry.
> Why do children get cancer? Why must people suffer? Why are babies
> born with deformaties and abnormalities? Why? Why? Why? Why would a
> loving God allow such tragedy and suffering?
>
> Today, I got my answer through a poem posted in a care page journal by
> a mother of a little girl with leukemia. This poem is very
> inspirational. I hope you will read it.
>
> The Brave Little Soul
> By: John Alessi

>
> Not too long ago in Heaven there was a little soul who took wonder in
> observing the world. He especially enjoyed the love he saw there and
> often expressed this joy with God. One day however, the little soul
> was sad, for on this day he saw suffering in the world. He approached
> God and sadly asked, "Why do bad things happen, why is there suffering in the world?"
>
> God paused for a moment and replied, Little soul, do not be sad, for
> the suffering you see, unlocks the love in peoples hearts". The
> little soul was confused. "What do you mean", he asked. God replied,
> "Have you not noticed the goodness and love that is the offspring of that suffering?
> Look at how people come together, drop their differences, and show
> their love and compassion for those who suffer. All their other
> motivations disappear and they become motivated by love alone.
>
> The little soul began to understand and listened attentively as God
> continued, "The suffering soul unlocks the love in people's hearts
> like the sun and rain unlock the flower within the seed. I created
> everyone with endless love in their heart, but unfortunately most
> people keep it locked up and hardly share it with anyone. They are
> afraid to let their love shine freely, because they are afraid of
> being hurt. But a suffering soul unlocks that love. i tell you this-it is the greatest miracle of all.
> Many souls have bravely chosen to go into the world and suffer -to
> unlock the love-to create this miracle-for the good of all humanity.
>
> Just then the little soul got a wonderful idea and could hardly
> contain himself. With his wings fluttering, bouncing up and down, the
> little soul excitedly replied, "I am a brave; let me go! I would like
> to go into this world and suffer so that I can unlock the goodness and
> love in people's hearts! I want to create that miracle!"
>
> God smiled and said, "You are a brave soul I know, and thus I will
> grant your request. But even though you are very brave you will not be
> able to do this alone. I have known since the beginning of time that
> you would ask for this and so I have carefully selected many souls to
> care for you on your journey. Those souls will help you create your
> miracle; however they will also share in your suffering. Two of these
> souls are most special and will care for you, help you and suffer
> along with you, far beyond the others. They have already chosen a name for you.
>
> God and the brave little soul shared a smile, and then embraced. In
> parting, God said, "Do not forget little soul that I will be with you
> always. Although you have agreed to bear the pain, you will do so
> through my strength. And if the time should come when you feel that
> you have suffered enough, just say the word, think the thought, and
> you will be healed.
>
> Thus at that moment the brave little soul was born into the world, and
> through his suffering and God's strength he unlocked the goodness and
> love in people's hearts. For so many people dropped their differences
> and came together to show their love. Priorities became properly
> aligned. People gave from their hearts. Those that were always too
> busy found time. Many began new spiritual journeys-some regained lost
> faith-many came back to God. Parents hugged their children tighter.
> Friends and family grew closer. Old friends got together and new
> friendships were made. Distant family reunited, and every family spent
> more time together. Everyone prayed. Peace and love reigned. Lives were changed forever. it was good.
> the world was a better place. the miracle had happened. God was pleased.
>
>
>
> Isn't that AWESOME?
>
> Brenda
>
>

9 comments:

Sarah said...

It's amazing what a 4 1/2 pound little girl I know has done to change the lives around us:) I bet you can say the same thing about your little one!! I continue to lift Ivey up every morning and then throughout the day, finishing up at nighttime prayers with Caiden. Sweet dreams, Gwen and Ivey:)

Willingham13 said...

Gwen,

As I sit here with tears streaming down my face, it was like this poem was meant for so many of us. Ivey has opened our eyes and hearts. It's amazing how God works through her to show, not only me but other's how precious life is.

Thank you for sharing your journey with us. As always, we continue to pray for Ivey and your family.

Sending all of our love,
Monica and Morgan

Barbie @ Mamaology said...

Thank you for sharing... what a beautiful poem. The Lord sure knows how to make beauty from ashes! And precious Ivey is such a brave little soul! Cont. to pray for you!

Blair's Mom & Dad said...

As usual, after reading your blog, I am speechless but at the same time want to tell you so much. Thank you again and again for sharing so much and allowing Ivey to touch so many of us-- even when we cannot be with y'all. We love y'all and cannot wait until y'all are back in Rome! Love - S, K, & B

Jennifer said...

Awesome, beautiful and SO true! Thanks for sharing.
Every day at SR is a day closer to coming home. Hang in there, friend!

Anonymous said...

Gwen,
We don't know each other, but my husband, Kyle knows Matt very well. As a matter of fact, Matt came to Kyle's office one day while I was there and we talked about your pregnancy and how you all were hoping for a little girl. I have read about Ivey ever since I heard about her birth. I hope you realize what an inspiration you are. I just read "The Brave Little Soul". I've wanted to comment you so many times, and after reading this, knew I had to. I too have wondered why children suffer, and although it's hard to understand, this poem did bring some light. I just want you to know I pray for your family constantly. So many things you have written have made me laugh and cry. Please continue to touch others with your gift.
Holly Ivester

Sarah said...

It's Sunday night and I'm praying for you--just wanted to let you know I'm lifting you up here in TX. I hope all is going well, and that you're both home soon!

Anonymous said...

Gwen, I found out about Ivey way back just after she was born. I have been praying for all of you since then. I am a member of First Presbyterian Church and also was a childhood friend of Matt's Uncle, Dickie Starnes. I also taught Harriet Starnes at St. Mary's a few years back. I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate your blog so that others can know all that you are going through. What a joy you must have along with all the craziness you encounter. I can understand why you thought you were on "Gilligan's Island". I do hope that your stay in the hospital will be over soon and you and Ivey will be back home with your boys and her brothers. I know that having everyone together will help a lot. Know that my prayers are daily with you,Ivey, your husband Matt and your boys. I loved the poem "The Brave Little Soul"; what a joy to think of it all that way. Please let me know when there is something that I could do to help; I would really love to do anything.

Sue Smith

Blair's Mom & Dad said...

Just wanted you to know that we are thinking about y'all and praying for y'all. Hang in there!! Love- S, K, & B

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