She would want me to smile at the only black boy on the street.
She would want me to see the blessing in the boy whose mother gave life to him when she was only 15.
She would want me to have patience for the boy who knocks on the door 3-4 times a day, for his mother works a night job and is home sleeping.
She would want me to be welcoming when I see he is alone and lonely.
She would want me to teach the boy to talk in a quieter voice by reminding him as many times as necessary.
She would want me to encourage the boy with a kind voice and words.
She would want me to talk to the boy and learn what’s on his mind.
She would want me to empathize with the boy whose biological dad is not around.
She would want me to have mercy on his mother who is still so young.
She would want me to befriend his mother and give her a helping hand.
She would want me to admire his mother for giving him a little job at the nursing home she works in and exposing him to the elderly.
She would want me to be happy that his mother found him a safe neighborhood to live in and a man for him to call dad.
She would want me to say kind words to him as he perseveres in trying to play with the other kids on the block.
She would want me to realize he has so much to give and to teach me if I would only take the time with him.
She would not want me to worry so much about this precious child of God.
She would want me and my children to understand and love and learn from this bright child.
She would ask me to set limits with this child when necessary.
She would want me to treat him as I want to be treated by God when I return to him and knock on his door.
She would want me to see Jesus in him and be Jesus for him.
She would remind me, his mother chose life.
"Joy Battista" stands for the Joy of John the Baptist at the presence of Christ.
"And how have I deserved that the mother of my Lord should come to me? For behold, the moment that the sound of thy greeting came to my ears, the babe in my womb leapt for joy." Luke 1:43-44
This blog is dedicated to all who seek the Joy of Christ's presence in their own lives.
This blog is also dedicated to the unborn, for John the Baptist was an unborn when he leapt for joy at the presence of Jesus who was also unborn at the time.