This morning on the classical radio station the announcer said, "I dedicate this next song 'Baby Mine' from the movie Dumbo to my two sons whom I haven't been with since the coronovirus started. During this song the Mother elephant gathers her trunk around young Dumbo as she reaches through the bars on the jail where she is confined away from her baby." 'Baby Mine' is the song she sings as she swings Dumbo cradled in her trunk.
The moment captured my heart as I too have not been with my daughter and her kids since this virus began. I'm the caretaker for my parents during the virus and my Mother and I hugged four days ago simply because we could not stand the separation any longer and will not hug again for a long time. My hug with my Mother seems to be a confession because it was something we should not have done.
The announcer on the radio came back on after the song was over and expressed that she was holding back tears. My last good cry was on Mother's Day twelve years ago when we buried my Sister's eleven year old daughter who died of a rare cancer. Mother's Day tomorrow will be the twelve years mark of my niece's Resurrection to heaven. That my niece is in heaven is our Blessed Assurance.
Mother's have faith in Christ through suffering, grief, loss and that's how we make it through. Our Lord lifts us up near to His Loving Heart and sings to us, speaks to us, and holds us dear. You are I are His 'Baby Mine.' Like children we draw nearer to Him. "Let the little children come to Me," He says, and we do. With Christ we are strengthened to go on, travel further in Life, and continue to serve Him in all ways.
13 Then little children were being brought to Him in order that He might lay His hands on them and pray. The disciples spoke sternly to those who brought them; 14 but Jesus said, “Let the little children come to Me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the Kingdom of Heaven belongs.” 15 And He laid his hands on them and went on His way. Matthew 19:13-15