A food parcel and a blanket can help. But God has called us to bring news of a new creation and to work for it, to share the bounty of this world with ALL of God's children. To cry for justice and bring it into fruition. To overturn the powers in the world and in ourselves that keep this mother, and so many others like her, poor. The stillness seems to go on and on.
Smiles emerge all around.
We're exhilarated to have witnessed such a miracle of creation. Grateful that this wee one has managed, so far, to overcome all the obstacles to life. I fetch Amy and Mandla from the car. Her disappointment is mixed with pride to be sharing her birthday with this newborn. As we wrap the baby boy in a towel and place him on his mother's breast, I think of swaddling clothes.