In the Catholic Church, there are a few steps to be considered a Saint. Two steps require that miracles must have occurred as a result of the person’s intercession. Our family has always considered Benjamin our little Saint by the way he brought people closer to God while he was alive, but this week, his works have continued after his death.
The past few weeks, I have been tormented with keeping his memory alive. Since we moved only 7 months before his passing, very few in our community had the opportunity to really get to know Benjamin. They weren’t able to witness his happiness, his smile, his joy, and the peace you received just by being around him. We try to include discussions of Benjamin as much as possible and the kids like to imagine how Benjamin would feel and react to our daily lives. As the kids grow older, I fear they won’t remember him clapping as they danced, playing peak a boo, or his love of life.
Last week, as I battled this feeling, I received a text from a dear friend hundreds of miles away. We met this family at a conference and we immediately loved them. We have continued to stay in touch and I appreciate them more than they know.
This is the text I received, “Hey. I hesitated texting you this, but I feel the need to share with you what happened to me today. This afternoon I was here with Coop and chasing the dog around the house trying to get something from him he shouldn’t have had. On one of my laps I looked over at Cooper and noticed he was dusky looking. As soon as I went to suction him his sats plummeted. I ran and got the oxygen on him and it wasn’t making a difference. So for a second I closed my eyes and said a prayer because I thought I was loosing him and I swear to you on everything that I love I saw little Benjamin. He looked right at me and pointed to his trach. So I looked at it and sure enough it had come out and was right under his shirt where I couldn’t tell that it was out. I threw it back in and he instantly came back around. I have no doubt in my mind that he was here with me guiding me through one of the scariest moments of my life.”
I was immediately flooded with tears of joy and tears of grief. I know Benjamin, God’s child, was only given to me a short time, but I am reassured his works will continue. I am so thankful for this Mom sharing, I am so thankful for her friendship, and I am so thankful that Benjamin continues to live and save. God continues to amaze me in how he provides for what we NEED.
Romans 8:28 And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
Benjamin’s purpose is greater than I can ever imagine, and I know that he lives on in many of us. Though physically weak on Earth, he was and still is “the hands and feet of Jesus.”
One miracle down…one to go. 🙂