So I got a call at work yesterday from new mom with a story I HAD to share. Our little man is on the first week of his spring break and new mom was out running errands with him. On the way home she happened to look at him in the rear view mirror and saw him just waving towards the sky. They were at a light so she looked at the corner to see if he was waving at anyone in particular or at another car, which there were neither of. So she asked him “who are you waving to?”
His reply melted us both.
“I’m just saying hi to my family.”
After they got home, new mom asked for a little clarification on that statement. “So who were you saying hi to?” she asked. “I just wanted to say hi to my family in heaven, Tyrone, Tio (Uncle) Bobby and of course, Grandpa Tom. I was just saying hi to them.” he followed that up immediately with “I’m going to go play with my friends now” and he went off leaving new mom filled with joy and a bit of sorrow as well.
She told me this story while I was at work and I won’t lie, I stepped aside to compose myself for a minute. It was such a touching moment, pure and full of love. What is the saying “from the mouth of babes”? It is actually from the book of Matthew, which I learned as I was prepping this post. There are multiple mentions the truth from children in the book of Matthew. Matthew 11:25 says: ‘At that time Jesus declared, “I praise You, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because You have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children’ then in Matthew 21:16 : “Do you hear what these children are saying?” they asked him. “Yes,” replied Jesus, “have you never read, “‘From the lips of children and infants you, Lord, have called forth your praise’?”
I am humbled by the actions of my six-year-old child. His pure actions, and his love. He was not spurred on by anyone to do this act. He was just acting on what was in his heart. How often we have forgotten this as adults, as the ‘wise and learned’ Christ discusses in the verse quoted above. Even writing this now makes me choke up just a little.
Now I noted that there was a bit of sorrow. Sorrow for our lost family members as well as a bit of sorrow that our little man has a full comprehension of death and afterlife. We can’t honestly expect him to live in an ignorant bliss to death forever, but it is difficult to accept sometimes that he has had to experience not only the loss himself, but to see the impact it has had on people he loves, new mom, me, our other family members. I experience sorrow that he will never know Grandpa Tom, only know the stories he gets to hear from us. Only get to see the pictures. This is not the first time I have written about his curiosity about my father. And when the time is right, I will share more with him about his Grandpa Tom, both the good and bad, the lessons I have learned from him and instill those lessons and more in our little man as well.
This experience has really made me stop and think about him again. I can only hope that he is with us and saw the little guy saying hi. And I think I might just stop and wave every now and again to say hello myself.