Today I attended a baby shower for Kristal Flentge, one of
our amazing long-term volunteers.
It was a lovely gathering of women, yummy food, games and then the
ceremonial opening of gifts. Each
gift was cuter than the gift before and Baby Flentge will be dressed in style
upon his arrival. It was a time to
gather and celebrate the coming of a little baby boy who will be born in
Swaziland in the weeks to come. A
baby who will be loved by his immediate and extended family, he will be well
fed, educated and grow up knowing his mother, father and siblings.
Kristal has no plans to dump the baby in an outhouse/pit
latrine after he is born. She has not been to the Social Welfare office to see
if anyone can take him off her hands when he is born because she already has two children. Her husband Chad has
not run off with another woman or taken another wife since her pregnancy and he
is not beating her every day because she is pregnant. In fact, he is still living with her, loving her, bringing
her special treats when she has a tough day and providing for his growing
family.
Kristal is not HIV positive and she does not have any level
of Drug Resistant Tuberculosis so she doesn’t need to worry about the side
effects on the baby of taking dozens of pills for her illness. She has filtered water that she can
drink from her own tap in her house and she doesn’t have to walk to the river
every day with her two small children to gather water to drink, cook or bathe.
As I left the shower I couldn’t help but reflect on how that
party, steeped in tradition from my culture, didn’t happen for the mothers of
the 69 babies who call Project Canaan “home” now. Did any of those mothers them get excited when
they heard that they were pregnant?
Did any of them call friends and family and tell them the great news
like Kristal did? Did any of them
have friends gather to have a “girls” party for them and bring them special
food and gifts before the baby came so that the pregnant woman was loved and so
was her baby? No, they
didn’t.
Many of the biological mothers to our 69 children wept when
they heard they were pregnant, again. They cursed the baby in their belly and
the man who put him or her there.
They tried all possible means to abort the child so that no one would
know that they were pregnant, and when that failed, they often ran away from
home so that their families didn’t know that they were pregnant, or even start
suspecting that the father of the baby might be her own
father/brother/uncle/neighbor/Pastor.
We received six babies in the past two weeks. They are: Luke (1-day old), Adam (3-weeks old), Michelle (2-months
old), Jacob (6-months old), Malachi (18-months old) and Lori (2-years
old). Each of them was created by
God and made in His image. Some of
their mothers are dead, some are prostitutes, some are mentally disabled and
some we just don’t know, because they were never found. But these babies were not accidents, and
they are seen by El Roi, the God who sees. Their mothers are also seen by him too, and loved just as
much. It’s hard to reconcile
a God who loves Kristal just as much as he loves his daughter who tied her
newborn baby in a plastic bag and left her under a bush to die. But he does and so must we, even when
it’s hard.
Krista’s baby shower was a great celebration of life and of
love and I am thankful that I could attend it. It was also such a stark reminder of the two worlds that we
live in here in Swaziland. Thank
you Kristal and Chad for packing up your lives and moving here to serve our
Lord through the people of Swaziland.
MOST people would be too afraid to move here with young (or any)
children. Imagine all that you would have missed if you had said “no” or “not
now”?
Your family is a gift to us all.
Live from Swaziland … living in a strange world.
Janine
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