While we were at the retreat(see previous post) we went to Sunday morning service.  My 22mo. old goes to no one he does not know.  If a stranger even looks at him he’ll pitch a fit.  He’s very attached to us and his some of his aunts and both sides of grandparents. 

Well my 22mo old was sitting in my sil’s lap at service(right in front of me) and he started kicking and cutting up just to get out of her lap and we were perplexed as to why…he stretches his arms out to the man sitting next to my sil for this TOTAL STRANGER to pick him up.  This man was in our ‘group’ and he had been playing with the baby.  We were all floored…I don’t know what the minister was saying at this point.

The baby lays on this man’s chest and was rubbing the man’s chest with his one hand.  The baby’s other hand he held onto my sil’s finger.

He layed on this man’s chest and rubbed this man’s shirt for a few minutes and then he starts to play with the man.  

We figure there was ’spiritual connection’ (shoulder shrug goes here)

Then the baby holds his arms out for me to take him.(note: upon getting my baby back my baby had cigarette smoke smell all over his little hands and shirt. He had grabbe the man’s head and was playing with him like he does with my dh also)..service let out and we went back to the lodge to eat lunch and pack and leave.  On my way to the car this man hugs me tight and says ‘I want to thank you’…long story short…he had been in and out of jail and had substance abuse issues and tobacco-related issues.  He said that he had struggled with God’s love and forgiveness.  When my baby went to him and laid on his chest God confirmed to him that He loved Him and forgave him…thru my baby loving on him…He loved him just as he was..filled with cigarette smoke and God knows whatever else..that God loved him.

I don’t know how to convey the look that was on this man’s face…the look of joy and love and appreciation of what God did for him thru my son.  He had fallen in love with my baby(he kept telling him he loved him-my baby-while he was in my arms mind you)..and even though he kept trying to kiss my baby this man KNEW God was speaking to him thru this little one.

That was such a precious moment for me and dh as we stood in awe at how God used our baby.  Mind you the baby would not go to this man after we left church.  I still stand in awe at the manifestation of the power of God I witnessed with my own eyes.  I know my child and I know he does not go to strangers..but he did for a moment in time…for the moment that God had need of my little baby…to create a moment in the life of someone who needs to know the love of God…to give them a moment in His arms…to give them a moment in His presence…to give someone a Holy moment thru one of my dc is just so awesome to me.  I don’t even really know what to say about it…maybe I should stop here and stop trying to explain it….just let it be what it is…A HOLY MOMENT.

1. What an awesome experience.

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