December 14, 2018

Advent 2018

"Hopes for the Future"

 

It had been a very busy couple of weeks at work--with the museum being inundated from students visiting on spring break.  On top of that, I was finishing the last of a ten day round of antibiotics that had me dragging my heels.  

 

I came home from work that Saturday, relieved that I wouldn't be on the work schedule for three full days, and collapsed on my bed.  Sleep came easily, and when I awoke I realized I had slept for two full hours!  Feeling refreshed, I made a glass of iced coffee, put one load of laundry into the washer, and mentally made a to-do list, which included packing for the trip to Virginia whenever our first grandchild decided to enter the world.  I took a deep breath and knew there was plenty of time to get everything accomplished!

 

My cell phone whistled, announcing that my daughter Melissa was calling, and I sat down casually on the porch to talk with the mother-to-be.  But this wasn't the call I was expecting--she was in labor, and they were headed to the hospital! 

 

Future grandfather jumped up and we plunged into action.  We made arrangements for Kyle and John to take care our cats, made a few calls to family, threw some clothes into our suitcases, and waited for calls from Melissa keeping us updated.  Around 1:30 a.m. I heard the phone and jumped for it.  It was the call we had hoped for:  baby girl was healthy and beautiful, and all was well following a last minute C-section.

 

We were Richmond bound very early that Sunday morning.  At last we got a call from Melissa and Drew to reveal their baby's name, who I had called "itty bitty" for months.  Her name would be Georgia Anne, and they would call her "Georgia."  My heart swelled!

 

As I held her for the first time, an indescribable feeling overcame me.  And, as I've watched each new change in Georgia over these last six months, I've realized there are things I want to share with her as she grows.  I want her to know that we should love and accept people just as they are.  I want her to know that although there are bad people in the world, most people are good within their hearts.  I want her to see the world as a place of wonder and awe, even in fearful times.  I want her to know that life should be full of laughter and joy.  I want her to know that everyone is equal regardless of race, color, or sexual orientation.  I want her to know that she has a blood family that loves her--even if scattered all over the country--but that she has a church family there in Virginia who loves her deeply as well.  I also want her to know she has the church family at FBC of Savannah who loves her the same way.  I want her to know that as a girl she can be anything she wants to be.  I want her to know that should she ever be threatened or bullied to let those who love her know it immediately.  I want her to sense that no situation is hopeless and realize that her parents are right by her side.  I want her to know that there is a guiding Light that encircles her every moment of every day and that Light is present in each and every breath she takes.  I want her to know she may question Truths and claim those Truths in her own version of faith.  I want her to know that the world is not clearly divided within black and white lines, but rather most decisions blend into gray tones.  I want her to learn to think for herself and to be confidant in her thoughts.  I want her to know that sometimes life can become overwhelming, but through prayer and positive thinking one can find serenity.  I want her to know that over two thousand years ago the most Glorious Expectation was born in a lowly manger to parents who were outcasts and that through his life on earth he brought peace, hope, joy, and faith to a hurting world.  Through his resurrection a glimpse of heaven was made visible...


I want Georgia to know all of that, and for all of you to know it, as well. 

-- Janis Lewis

 

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