April 2009 Article
I thought maybe you might use this? It's why I started with H.A.I.N.
I've been a member of H.A.I.N. for less than a year. It all began, for me, with a Bible study I was doing on the Prov. 31 woman. One of the verses that impressed me was verse 20 part b... "she reaches out her hands to the needy." I hadn't felt 'needed' since my mother-in-law died two years ago. I was her caregiver for over 5 years and when she passed away, I felt lost and useless. My son's are grown with jobs of their own. I didn't feel needed.
I love to crochet, but there's only so many afghans a person really needs. I couldn't justify spending money on yarn that wouldn't be useful, so I quit crocheting. I quit doing a lot of things that I enjoyed. I isolated myself and hid inside a shell of depression and despair. It's not a good feeling to feel useless.
One day, after my Bible study, I looked in the Tell and Sell and saw an ad for crafters. I gave the number a call and talked with Mary. I looked up the website and loved what I saw. I saw a way that I could help someone. I saw a need that I could help meet. I saw something that would give me purpose and a reason to live.
I've never had the tragedy of losing a child, but that doesn't mean I don't have compassion for those who have. In 1982, my soon to be brother-in-law lost his first born daughter. She died before she lived. They named her Shelly. Her funeral was on my wedding day. We told them we'd postpone the wedding, but he wouldn't hear of it. After burying his daughter, he bravely stood as our best man. He and his wife never got anything like what H.A.I.N. offers. As far as I know, they don't have anything other than the poem my mother-in-law wrote. I'll share it with you...
In Memory of Shelly
When they heard that she was coming
Their whole life was filled with joy.
They had so much to offer
To a baby girl or boy.
The nursery was ready
Sunny windows, crib, and all.
It was next to mom and daddy's room
Where they could hear her call.
But just before her time to come
No heartbreak could compare.
The doctors said that she might die,
The cause was very rare.
And they named her little Shelly
And we prayed both day and night.
But they knew before she got here,
That their baby girl had died.
Just a glimpse we got of her,
On her way from earth to heaven.
Where she goes to join the angels,
No dark sins to be forgiven.
How we wanted so to keep her,
Even for a little while.
Just to touch her - hold her - love her,
And to see her tiny smile.
Little Shelly, you must know,
All the love we had for you.
And the way you touched our heart strings,
On the way - as you passed through.
And we know that you're in heaven,
Where the baby angels stay.
Till their loved ones go to meet them,
On that bright and Happy day.
And we cry and pray - Dear Jesus,
Help us all to understand.
That God's will cannot be broken,
It was surely His command.
And we know he loves the children,
His heart too - is filled with grief.
And He'll guide and give us comfort,
If we'll only just believe.
Grandma Dorothy Rieke May, 1982
Heavenly Angels In Need, for me is a way of being useful, of being needed, of sharing with others, and maybe give comfort. God has blessed me so wonderfully, how can I not give of myself?