It was just a simple question, “What are you going to be doing this weekend?” Sort of like, “How are you?”.
We don’t always expect people to answer in detail. But Sylvia’s response was so unexpected and life altering.
“Did I tell you my mom is getting another child?” Sylvia’s mom is a fairly new foster parent and I’ve been so touched by this woman’s self-sacrifice.
“No, I didn’t know.” I said.
“She is hoping to get him this weekend. He’s been in the hospital.” she said casually.
“Oh, is he a baby?” I asked.
“No, he’s 5. He’s been in the hospital because he has brain tumors and only has 3 – 6 months to live.” She explained.
“Whoa! Back up!” I thought.
As the story unfolded from her through my pelting questions, I was so overcome with emotion that I just burst into tears. This precious, sick little child is in foster care! Why is he in foster care?
As it turns out, his mother is in rehab for drug addictions, they don’t know where his father is, and the only other family he has is in Louisiana and they don’t want him. I couldn’t hardly bare the sadness of this!
Sylvia explained to me that her mother wanted to take him so that he could feel love and comfort his last days. The whole family was getting together to welcome him “home”. It was at that point that I lost it.
What a saint her mother is. What a beautiful conscious act of kindness and love! And isn’t that what Jesus means when he says,
“For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
Please pray for this sweet precious child in his last days, that he will know the love and comfort of the Lord. Pray also for this sweet lady as she cares for him and lives out the gospel of grace.