It's very early in the morning as I write this blog but I have had many things on my mind. Tossing and turning, in my bed last night, I have been trying to make sense of a couple of things. My sleep being interrupted by so many thoughts, I felt that by writing it down it may help me to understand. How can God allow a baby to be born into this world, who then endures great suffering? What lessons can we learn from this and what is the point? How then can God justify a beautiful baby being put through all of trials and tribulations of first searching for a solution and then being told there is no solution to end to end their suffering? I believe that we come into this world to learn lessons, we are faced with many obstacles and difficulties that at the time seem terrible. With reflection we often feel they have made us stronger or given us a greater understanding or empathy to the situation. Maybe it has helped us to help other people or maybe it has put us on the right spiritual path. The lessons at the time can feel painful and some have more than others to learn but there is a reason. What lessons can a baby learn? See this is what puzzles me, if God is all loving why would be put a beautiful baby on this earth to suffer? Again what would be the point? It was my good friend who said to me " We are born to experience and suffering can be part of that experience" It then came to me that maybe it is they who are here to teach us, to show us what true courage and humility truly is. My Niece's beautiful baby was buried yesterday, he was just over a year old. He was born with 10% brain and had spent the last year fighting the odds beyond anyones expectations. His love for his parents, I feel kept him on this earthly plane. They were told in January that there was nothing more that could be done for him, yet he showed great tenacity to say "Hey I am not ready to go yet" He brought them so much joy and happiness, even though their path was so difficult and hard. Watching their beautiful baby die when he clearly did not want to let go, is I am sure more than anyone could comprehend. So what of the butterfly you may ask? With a church filled with 100's of people at the funeral, a beautiful butterfly flew gracefully into the church and landed on the small white coffin. It stayed for a while and then fluttered above the congregation, then flew back and sat on the coffin. I truly believe that this was a symbol of the spirit/soul being free. There are so many stories on the internet of butterflies turning up after a death, bringing hope to those who are grieving. Butterflies are beautiful and spiritual appearing to dance upon the flowers. They are symbols of change and joy, even when there is great saddness.  RIP Baby Kevin 13/04/2011 |
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