I arrived back in Bombita after a short break in the UK to visit family, to be met by two very exc ited girls. ¡El bebè llegaba! Their joy was infectious, and with all the excitement of the shepherds running to the stable, I rushed to meet the new member of my dear friends’ family. This is a very materially reduced family, nevertheless, the love that shines from mum, Francia, fills me to overflowing.
Josè Alberto is loved by the whole family. He is the last of 5 children. As I had my first cuddle, Keysi, the elder sister, told me, !Tu eres la madrina! You are the godmother. What a privilege to be invited into this family.
Since all this happened, Alberto is “growing in grace and favour“. It is the culture here for babies’ mothers to stay close by their mothers, and Francia continues to live with her mother while she nurses the baby.
I have been thinking a great deal about being a godmother, and what that means for both me and Alberto. I have re-visited words of the service of baptism in Common Worship, and asked myself if I am willing to pray for Alberto and help him to be a member of Christ’s church. I love those prayers and the thought of all of us being a family in Christ.
For the joy of human love, brother, sister, parent, child
My first gift to Alberto, apart from my prayers, was a quilt, my first attempt at patchwork. The family love it, and take turns to lie on it, although Alberto does have first dibs!