Directives that Come Straight from the Angels

Directives that Come Straight from the Angels
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Our third baby, Jeffrey, was diagnosed with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA) on a midsummer evening in 1997. The referral to a pediatric neurologist came that morning during what was to have been his 2-month “well” checkup.

Oh, the irony. Not only was our beautiful baby not well, he was on the fast track to leaving his earthly family.

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My doctor brother, Paul, had examined Jeffrey the day before during a family visit. Paul’s solemn demeanor afterward indicated that we were dealing with something way outside our comfort zone.

After a bit of regrouping, I rationalized that the real purpose for my teaching children with multiple handicapping conditions years before was revealing itself. On our 90-mile trek to the children’s teaching hospital for official word of what was going on, my optimistic self remembered some of the students at Brockman School. I pondered a variety of scenarios and possible “fixes” for whatever lay ahead.

Nothing could have fully prepared us.

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Jeffrey’s physical presence in our family was brief, but what a presence it was. From witnessing the power of prayer and faith to meeting extraordinary fellow brothers and sisters in the SMA family, and to being uplifted by the generosity of our family, friends, and small community, we snagged positive vibes wherever we could find them.

There usually was no shortage.

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When I held Jeffrey, I noticed that he often seemed focused on something unseen, something far beyond my lap.

Maybe it wasn’t so far after all.

Other families of children with SMA have noted the same behavior in their little ones before they departed to what had been their destination all along — the perfect place.

It’s as if the really pertinent directives were coming straight from the angels.

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It took more than a few signs after Jeffrey’s death for me to become attuned to ethereal communication. Since then, I have not only fully embraced the signs (primarily from Jeffrey and my father), but am also quick to credit “coincidences” to angel intervention.

While there have been countless examples of intervention since I wised up more than 20 years ago, I’d like to share the most recent.

I don’t spend much time on Facebook, but on occasion I check things out and am almost always glad I did. Last week, I was “nudged” to Facebook and quickly spotted a post from a fellow SMA mom. She requested prayers for her daughter as they headed to the hospital. I went to her page to leave a comment.

Before I left her page, I noticed another post about a family in her hometown that had endured an unimaginable set of circumstances. The mother and three young children had been in a horrific auto accident. The two older children were killed. The baby, underwater for a half hour and enduring CPR for an hour, is astounding everyone with his progress. The mother is in critical condition. I can’t imagine what the father is going through.

Despite the utter devastation of the family’s situation, there are signs of angel intervention — most incredibly, the apparent healing of their beautiful baby.

I never would have learned of this family had I not been drawn to look on Facebook, and seen the post requesting prayers from this particular SMA mom, and been inspired to leave a brief comment, and paid a little extra attention before I exited her page.

The children killed in the accident were 4 and 2; the little boy’s name was James. Our granddaughter, Clara, turned 4 a few days before this accident. Our grandson, also named James, turns 2 later this month. That was enough of a connection for me to be drawn to their story.

My eyes well up every time I think about it.

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Because of Jeffrey and our SMA assignment, a generally optimistic nature, and more than 20 years of “healing” under my belt, I feel qualified and compelled on occasion to offer something positive to others faced with devastating challenges. I consider it a gift and a tribute to Jeffrey to offer a glimmer of hope, encouragement, and empathy to someone else.

I’m not so naive as to believe that it’s all my doing. I’m pretty sure the angels were speaking to more than just Jeffrey those many years ago while I held one of their own so gently in my lap.

It just took me a few years to catch on.

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Helen partners with Randy, her ‘retired’ husband of 46 years, in assorted endeavors: rental cabin, carpet dry-cleaning business, and bees – lots of bees! – and all that goes with them, namely honey and beeswax products. Her favorite role is ‘MomMom’ to Clara and James. Originally from Texas, Helen taught kindergarteners with orthopedic and multiple disabilities after a move to Columbia, South Carolina. A few years later, Helen, Randy, and their children, Matthew and Katie, moved close to the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina. In the spring of 1997, they welcomed baby Jeffrey, a big surprise harboring an even bigger one – spinal muscular atrophy (SMA). Helen’s teaching expertise was called into action until their precious little guy snagged his wings at 5-1/2 months. She wrote The Jeffrey Journey about their special assignment and is delighted to continue sharing in her column, “We’re Not in Kansas Anymore.”
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Helen partners with Randy, her ‘retired’ husband of 46 years, in assorted endeavors: rental cabin, carpet dry-cleaning business, and bees – lots of bees! – and all that goes with them, namely honey and beeswax products. Her favorite role is ‘MomMom’ to Clara and James. Originally from Texas, Helen taught kindergarteners with orthopedic and multiple disabilities after a move to Columbia, South Carolina. A few years later, Helen, Randy, and their children, Matthew and Katie, moved close to the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina. In the spring of 1997, they welcomed baby Jeffrey, a big surprise harboring an even bigger one – spinal muscular atrophy (SMA). Helen’s teaching expertise was called into action until their precious little guy snagged his wings at 5-1/2 months. She wrote The Jeffrey Journey about their special assignment and is delighted to continue sharing in her column, “We’re Not in Kansas Anymore.”
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2 comments

  1. Brenda says:

    We just talked to a fellow SMA mom earlier today about the connection between Emma and MJ and a young SMA child. Emma had already passed but visited MJ while she was sick and told her the other child had just passed away.

    • Helen Baldwin says:

      Wow. It is such a comfort to be able to feel that our loved ones are so close – and working on our behalf! It certainly provides a new perspective on heaven and just how close we all still are.

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