Ever since baby Caroline has been able to sit alone and is crawling I have been worried about her falling off of my bed during her nap time. Everyday when I lay her down in the middle of our king size bed that has a step beside it so I can climb into it, I cringe. She just looks so tiny piled up in the middle of that big bed. If you wonder why I dont put her down in another room it is because, for some reason unknown to me, our bed is the only place she will rest good and complete a nap. I look in on her constantly and I have boo-koodles of pillows around her as a barrier to keep her confined to prevent a fall. Apparently,I have also developed superhuman grandmother hearing abilities and I can hear the faintest goo or giggle from her that lets me know when she wakes up. Believe me when I tell you, Im right there like a streak of lightning (another miracle ability on my part) to her rescue. I thought I was being aware and competent and could keep a fall from happening but who knew her first spill to the ground would happen in a different place. Where, you ask? The dining room of all places. I would never have imagined at the age of 7 months she would fall off the table. That was not a worry and it never crossed my mind. However, you read that right and it happened unexpectedly and this Nanny Po takes all the blame. Im writing this because I dont want another unsuspecting parent or grand-parent to do what I did and I also want to brag on Jesus for being there for me in my time of need. To continue, in the manner I do everyday, I sat Carolines bumbo seat that has a tray on the dining table and I then placed her in it as I was preparing to feed her lunch. She fits snug in the thing and I usually have trouble removing her from it with ease. So thats why it never crossed my mind that she would flip out of it. Folks, it only takes a moment for the unexpected to take place. I turned my back for one second to get her baby food and as I was turning back around...it was happening. My superhuman grandmother abilities were of non existence. They had failed me this time. I was weaker in the knees than I have ever been before and no matter how I tried to reach her before she hit the floor, I just couldnt. I saw her little body as it completely flipped and turned in mid air before she landed flat on her back. She hit so hard it took away her breath. It took mine also and in my thoughts I just knew she was hurt bad. I somehow mustered enough strength to scoop her up in my arms and I frantically checked to see if anything was broken. Immediately, I did the only thing I knew to do to calm myself and to help her. I begin to call on Jesus. I cried out for help from the Almighty. I was desperate and I was frightened. The baby was also scared and crying in pain and I knew I had to have help from the one and only true Superpower Who Is God. At the time, I was here alone with the baby and in my mind I was trying to get myself calm and readily prepared to take her to the emergency room. BUT, within moments of praying, Caroline completely stopped crying and wanted to get down in the floor and play with her toys. It was as if she had never even been hurt. In all honestly, I was amazed at just how quick she was back to her normal happy self. It had to be a God thing because thats a pretty long way to fall onto a hard floor for an infant and I could literally see the pain on her face. But you know what, God never ceases to amaze me! It is just like my Heavenly Father to assist in my time of need and I will not fail to write about His faithfulness and sing His praises. He is with me and my family in our everyday mundane moments. He hears me when I call. The prayers I have prayed and the blessings I have spoken over my grandbaby many times prior to this accident were in effect. She was going to be alright! The thought quickly came to my mind that instead of being surrounded by pillows to cushion her fall she was surrounded by heavenly angels. Gods hearing ability far surpassed mine when it came to the cry of the child Caroline. I believe this with everything in me. Just like a streak of lightning His angelic beings were on the scene and they cushioned that babys fall. No one could ever make me believe otherwise. Friends, this story is real: It is about everyday life. It is not a comic book story with a made up ending. The Super Hero God I write about is real. He shows up in full color on every page of my life. He is here when something unexpected happens. At any given moment, something can take place in our lives that we werent prepared for but even in those times of fear and our human inadequacy our God will always prove Himself strong.
Posted on: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 00:18:38 +0000
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