Wink from Heaven: Christmas miracles

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Christmas miracles

I believe in miracles. I put miracles on my lap every day. I am surrounded by miracles at my dinner table. I see miracles every time I look out my window. I feel miracles happen in my heart. I witness miracles daily in my little neighborhood. I'm reminded of the miraculous events for which we celebrate this season.
I've been blessed with Christmas miracles this week. I am tender, I am touched and I am truly thankful!
Dear Caleb,
My heart is so full. You have been able to be off of oxygen for hours at a time! You are getting more used to an artificial nose and you haven't turned blue since your surgery! You have so much courage. You are so patient with me and with your little body. This week you had an appointment with the plastic surgeon we see for your face and skull. It was the first time you've left the house since you came home. We brought lots of supplies with us, and you were very brave! The doctor was so proud of how good you look. Your skull is looking fine, and your cleft palate and teeth are okay too! You share smiles with me when I need them most. Your pure eyes remind me of your older brother, our Savior. You are a miracle to me my sweet boy.

2 comments:

Becky said...: I feel blessed to now be part of your daily miracles. Thank you for sharing your precious boy with me. I'm sitting here crying. You are such an example to me. :); December 14, 2008 at 4:26 PM
Christensen family said...: Very tender!; December 20, 2008 at 8:30 AM

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Prayer for Caleb

(written by Caleb's Grandma in her weekly column -2008-)

In my family we have a secret code to communicate our love for each other when we are out in public. We wink. When one of us is about to perform or speak, we look for a family member’s face in the crowd. Then we wink at each other. Closing one eye and winking is our secret code for saying, “I love you. You can do it. You’re wonderful.”

About three years ago, my grandson Caleb was born into our family. He must have known before birth that he would never be able to speak to us because he was born with one eyelid permanently closed. So, he is always “winking” at us, always communicating, “I love you. You can do it. You’re wonderful.”

Caleb has one eye lid permanently closed because he is missing one of his eyes . . . and he is also missing his brain. All the doctors said he would die soon after birth. They were wrong. Caleb is three years old. He is a medical miracle. The doctors say he can’t see, hear, speak, think or move. Those who know and love Caleb understand he has his own unique way of experiencing the world and communicating his love to those around him.

After Caleb was born the hospice people told us to buy a burial plot and continually warned us of his imminent death. We soon learned you can not live well in a state of fear and sadness. We decided we could spend Caleb’s entire life anxious and scared he might die at any moment, or we could celebrate each day we were blessed to have him with us. In the beginning, my daughter April celebrated Caleb’s birthday every week instead of every year with balloons and cupcakes because we simply did not know how long we would have him with us. We stopped the cupcakes after we gained ten pounds, but the celebrating goes on.

We all prayed for a miracle when we first learned about Caleb’s condition. We got one. Caleb’s birth, life and mission have had a deep and lasting impact on our lives. His spirit, eternal identity and most of all the loving, individual relationship he has with each of us is truly a miracle. Because of Caleb we know that each of us has a divine purpose and that the physical body is a sacred gift we should never take for granted. We better understand the worth of a soul and the resiliency of the human spirit.

Caleb’s five year old brother Matthew said, “Grandma. The doctors said Caleb was going to die, but he didn’t. That’s the first miracle I ever saw!”

Sometimes Caleb’s baby brother Mitchell pulls out his feeding tube while they hold hands riding together in their double stroller. Sometimes the only intervention that can get Caleb’s heart rate up is when his older brothers Josh and Matty crawl in his crib, hug him and sing, “I am a Child of God.” ...If you have a moment please offer a prayer for the little boy who has never been able to utter a single word and yet has taught everyone who knows and loves him – all the secrets of a rich and meaningful life.