Little Simeon was born in September of 2009 … the same time we were on furlough. As one of the teen girls (who was very close to Simeon) said when I first met him, ‘When you left Simeon was not born, but now … he is born!’ As he grew up it became obvious he was not on track. By the time he was a year old other boys his age were walking … or at least standing up while holding onto things. Not Simeon.
I didn't want to believe that something was actually wrong. Maybe it was because at the end of 2010 and the beginning of 2011 my heart had suffered so much pain from losing three people who I loved so much ... people who didn't live long enough ... who I thought there was more for. But, there wasn't ... they fulfilled the maker's purpose ... Simeon fulfilled the maker's purpose. I wasn't that close to Simeon since he wasn't exactly a GSF kid. But, I felt myself growing closer since he lived on the compound. I didn't want to think that we could lose him. I remember on Thanksgiving (Thursday) I thought we were having choir practice so, I went down to the Chapel after a really busy day (50 visitors at GSF). It turned out we didn't have practice for choir until late in the evening. Until then the bridesmaids for Isaiah's wedding were having practice. I stayed and watched. Big David (Simeon's dad) had come with his boys. I watched him as he toddled around the church. I watched him as he
…. But God had different plans …
The next day I woke up very excited. I won’t tell you all that happened that day because that will be in a totally separate post. Around 8:30 (I really have no clue what time it was and honestly the schedule is all mixed up in my brain) my dad got a call from Big David saying that Simeon was having a hard time breathing. I couldn’t fathom this – he had been doing wonderful just a few days before. They piled into a car with a driver who had just been going to the hospital. I think what happened next was we walked with the girls who were going to be bridesmaids to find earrings because I remember talking about Simeon being sick. When we got back home Auntie Betsy called … Simeon was gone. Wrapping my head around this fact was extremely hard. No one really gathered the kids together to find out … the word just spread. I walked down to the chapel where all the teens were. I knew this would hit them hard. I’m pretty sure it was the woman who cleans the church who told them. They obviously couldn’t comprehend it either. Big David and Stella (his wife) came back from the hospital with Simeon. The next part was a bit too much for me to bear. I couldn’t make sense of any of it. I walked down to Big David’s house and people were crying everywhere. I walked over to where I could see into the door, but there were way too many people in the tiny house and doorway for me to fit in. All the burials I've been to here have been in the village and have been Ugandan style, but I've never been there when it all happens like this. It's so weird and just doesn't make much sense. I could hear Safina (church cleaner) crying and saying something that sounded a bit like a chant that was making absolutely no sense. Little Josiah, the four year old brother, was sitting on the couch staring at the now lifeless figure of his brother who had been laid on a couch cushion on the floor. I couldn’t take it. It was too much. Death is so raw here. I talked with those around and heard this many times ‘He looked dead when I saw him this morning BEFORE they went to the hospital. When Big David told the story it became even clearer … Simeon was dead before they went to the hospital. They had hoped the hospital could do something for him, but nothing was to be done. His life was over. Jesus called him home. It was time for him to see his creator. The one, who created him perfect in his eyes, even though he was never the same as the other boys his age, was ready for him to go home. God called Simeon home … we had to stand back in awe of him and His works. God had a reason to call Simeon home … we only have to see if maybe it could be to save a life here on earth … could we be a part of that?
Note: Simeon died in November 2011. Sorry if that was not clear.
Here are more Simeon pictures.
|I LOVE this picture of Jennie with him (credit Nurse Sarah)|
|I tried playing with it a little bit - what do you think of it?|