The recent storm in Buffalo, which dumped more than 6 feet of snow on the city is troubling, to say the least. People are stranded. Clean up efforts are massive. I can't begin to imagine the plight of the homeless in that area. In the midst of the storm, a young mother went into very intense labor. According to the news, there was no way she and her husband were going to get to a hospital to deliver. The couple made their way to a fire station hoping for some help. Not only did they find fire fighters and paramedics who could have helped, but a labor and delivery nurse just happened to have become stranded there. (the same part of me that questions God on the horrors of the world cheers for what can only be God's sweet timing and grace in this situation.)The young mother beamed as she recounted the nurse's calm manner. "She told me we've got this. It will be fine. And it was." The camera panned to the angelic face of a baby girl bundled in a pink and blue blanket and sleeping in her mother's arms. The couple named their daughter Lucie Grace. They explained that Lucie means "to illuminate", and that, in their eyes, the meaning of their baby's name is "grace illuminated".
I'm filled to overflowing with awe, gratitude and wonder. How lucky are these parents? How blessed is this child? How affirming is this experience for that nurse? How comforting is this story? The world can be seen as portrayed on the news. It can be frightening, unjust, uncertain, unbalanced, and heartbreaking. It can freeze our compassion, and our sense of power to help bring about change. As anticipated, the news program regressed back to horror, but my heart is holding tight to this shining warmth. I hope that grace sneaks in and lights up the darkness of doubt, fear, or apathy in your life today. I hope you see and experience grace illuminated.