A Life of Service

Looking back on more than eighty years, I see my life has been dedicated to service. I believe it is God’s will to use me in this way, having given me the joy to serve since my youth. It all started in late 1947.

Shortly after my brother’s birth nearly 79 years ago, my mother’s serious illness required me, at only four years old, to assume responsibilities far beyond my age. This formative experience instilled in me a lifelong commitment to serving others, shaping my future across various roles and environments. Assisting my mother not only established a profound spiritual connection between us but also nurtured a sense of spirituality within myself, a blessing that has guided me countless times throughout my life.

It was only after 61 years, during a pivotal journey to Los Angeles, that I gained full clarity about my life’s direction. In quiet moments while driving, significant turning points became apparent, illuminating how faith has continuously guided me toward a purpose of service.

When I was eleven months old, my mother recorded in her diary: “Allan is walking and we are putting him in his own bedroom!” My earliest memories include my father encouraging me, “Allan! It’s time for bed. Go to your room and get a book.” I vividly recall running down the hallway to select my favorite book and joining him on his rocking chair in his bedroom, where he would enthusiastically read the story of Jiggers. These moments forged a lasting bond and were instrumental in developing my passion for reading, storytelling, writing, and continuous learning.

Reflecting on these experiences, I am intrigued by the ways our early memories influence our perspectives and actions. I believe it is valuable to identify and contemplate such turning points early in life, enabling us to act deliberately and maximize the benefits of our experiences.

Reviewing the series of events that led me to embrace my mission of serving others has been enlightening. At my mother-in-law’s funeral, a poem was recited that deeply resonated with me:

“Others”

By Charles D. Meigs

Lord help me live from day to day

In such a self-forgetful way

That even when I kneel to pray

My prayer shall be for – Others.

Help me in all the work I do

To ever be sincere and true

And know that all I do for you

Must needs be done for – Others.

Let “Self” be crucified and slain

And buried deep; and all in vain

May efforts be to rise again

Unless to live for – Others.

And when my work on earth is done

And my new work in heaven’s begun

May I forget the crown I’ve won

While thinking still of – Others.

Others, Lord, yes others

Let this my motto be

Help me to live for others

That I may live like Thee.

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TURNING POINTS

I feel a profound sense of gratitude whenever I get the chance to help someone, regardless of whether they are a friend or a stranger. This feeling is truly precious to me, another turning point to cherish.

An Inspiration to Service

Many experiences can instill the desire to serve. Sometimes the inspiration comes from an experience and sometimes from a combination of scriptures from the Bible. Here are two that have influenced me and my call to serve.

 Ezekiel 22:30 New English Translation

30 I looked for a man from among them who would repair the wall and stand in the gap before me on behalf of the land, so that I would not destroy it, but I found no one.

When I read this, I have the sense that God feels saddened that when He needed someone to step up to fulfill a desperate need, He found no one. This inspires me to say, “Lord, take me!” From my experiences, when I stood up to fulfill a need, even when I felt inadequate for the task, God provided whatever I lacked thereby allowing the task to be successfully fulfilled. The feeling that God is often let down by fearful humans, inspires one to have the courage to step up and step in to fulfill a void.

 The following continues the sentiment of Ezekiel 22:30 to elevate the desire to serve.

 Isaiah 6:8 New King James Version

Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying:

“Whom shall I send,
And who will go for Us?”

Then I said, “Here am I! Send me.”

Isaiah 6:8 Living Bible

Then I heard the Lord asking, “Whom shall I send as a messenger to my people?

Who will go?”

And I said, “Lord, I’ll go! Send me.”

 Matthew 20:26 New King James Version

26 Yet it shall not be so among you; but whoever desires to become great among you, let him be your servant.

There is a song based on this passage from Mathew titled “Make Me A Servant”

 Make Me A Servant

Make me a servant, humble and meek;

Lord, let me lift up those who are weak.

And may the prayer of my heart be;

Make me a servant, make me a servant,

Make me a servant today.

 

And this song furthers the sentiment:

Here I Am, Lord (I, The Lord of Sea and Sky)

Song by Kingsway Music

 

I, the Lord of sea and sky, I have heard my people cry.

All who dwell in deepest sin My hand will save.

I who made the stars of night, I will make their darkness bright.

Who will bear my light to them? Whom shall I send?

Chorus

Here I am Lord. Is it I Lord? I have heard you calling in the night.

I will go Lord, if you lead me. I will hold your people in my heart.

 

I, the Lord of snow and rain, I have borne my people’s pain.

I have wept for love of them. They turn away.

I will break their hearts of stone, Give them hearts for love alone.

I will speak my word to them, Whom shall I send?

Chorus

Here I am Lord. Is it I Lord? I have heard you calling in the night.

I will go Lord, if you lead me. I will hold your people in my heart.

 

I, the Lord of wind and flame, I will tend the poor and lame.

I will set a feast for them. My hand will save.

Finest bread I will provide Till their hearts be satisfied.

I will give my life to them. Whom shall I send?

Chorus

Here I am Lord. Is it I Lord? I have heard you calling in the night.

I will go Lord, if you lead me. I will hold your people in my heart.

The following was read at my mother-in-law’s funeral service. As I saw her as a master servant, I see it as an inspiration from someone who was such a serv ant in my life.

“Others”

By Charles D. Meigs

Lord help me live from day to day

In such a self-forgetful way

That even when I kneel to pray

My prayer shall be for – Others.

Help me in all the work I do

To ever be sincere and true

And know that all I do for you

Must needs be done for – Others.

Let “Self” be crucified and slain

And buried deep; and all in vain

May efforts be to rise again

Unless to live for – Others.

And when my work on earth is done

And my new work in heaven’s begun

May I forget the crown I’ve won

While thinking still of – Others.

Others, Lord, yes others

Let this my motto be

Help me to live for others

That I may live like Thee.

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TURNING POINTS

I find it fascinating how words can spark action by shaping our thoughts and leading us to act. Even a single uncommon word can inspire a shift toward serving others.

WHY?

Often, when a soul dies a tragic and “untimely” death, those that feel the loss the most struggle with the question “why?”

There was a young man about to take a plane home to visit his mother.  He felt the urge to write to her prior to the flight’s departure.   He hurriedly tore a scrap of paper from a discarded magazine and wrote a brief note and mailed it to his mother.  Then he left on his flight.  The plane crashed and he lost his life.  His mother cried bitterly, “Why?”  Soon the note from her son arrived in the mail.  She opened it and saw what was left of an advertisement on one side of the paper: it read in large letters, WHY?

She turned it over and read in her son’s handwriting these words: Dear Mother, God is too kind to do anything cruel and too wise to make a mistake.  He is too deep to explain “why?”.

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TURNING POINT

This story was first told to me at a funeral service for a young man who was tragically killed in a car accident. It was so profound and appropriate because everyone was asking the question “Why?” within their self. The “Why?” question is so often the thing that crops up when things go dramatically contrary to our desires. What this story tells us is that if we can authentically trust God, then we can move on in peace with the “why” unanswered. That’s a real turning point!

 

 

 

 

Being an Angel

Hebrews 13:2 New King James Version

Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unwittingly entertained angels.

We understand that angels were created by God before the earth and heavens. He created them to serve Him and to do His will. They were created differently from we humans. They have unique characteristics making them free of some of the human limitations we have. However, key to understanding angels is their purpose, to do the will of God the Father.

Scripture makes many references to angels and thereby reveal their function and purpose. There are many words in the Old and New Testaments showing just how God used His angels in myriad situations to convey His will to the people for their blessing.

In the life of Jesus from beginning to earthly end an Angel played a key role. Firstly, an angel spoke to Mary to prepare her for her unique role in the great plan of salvation.

Luke 1:29-31 New King James Version

29 But when she saw him, she was troubled at his saying, and considered what manner of greeting this was. 30 Then the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. 31 And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bring forth a Son and shall call His name Jesus.

And then as Jesus faced His grueling sacrifice in the Garden and angle came to give Him the strength to accomplish His task.

Luke 22:39-44New King James Version

The Prayer in the Garden

39 Coming out, He went to the Mount of Olives, as He was accustomed, and His disciples also followed Him. 40 When He came to the place, He said to them, “Pray that you may not enter into temptation.”

41 And He was withdrawn from them about a stone’s throw, and He knelt down and prayed, 42 saying, “Father, if it is Your will, take this cup away from Me; nevertheless, not My will, but Yours, be done.” 43 [Then an angel appeared to Him from heaven, strengthening Him. 44 And being in agony, He prayed more earnestly. Then His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

Now let’s look at the question; Can I be an angel? Can a human being be an angel? The answer I believe is NO. We do not have the characteristics of angels. However, I believe we can function as angels, and often without realizing it. I have experienced something that can be considered being an angel unwittingly for someone, a stranger.

I was at social gathering at which I was not acquainted with everyone attending. After greeting a few people who I knew, I noticed a lady sitting all alone. I greeted her, a perfect stranger, and introduced myself. She introduced herself as Mary. As we spoke and shared our backgrounds, we found common ground and had a delightful conversation. Suddenly her husband joined us. She introduced us and the conversation continued without Tom contributing. Tom just sat quietly taking in the conversation.

For some unknown reason I initiated the topic of grieving into the discussion. I knew nothing of this Tom save for his name. As I spoke, I introduced the concept of ceasing to consider that someone who died “passed away”. Rather we should think of them as “passing on”. I explained how when we consider what our friend “passed on” to us in our unique relationship with them we will find authentic gratitude for the treasures we gained. I went so far as to say that when the gratitude reaches profound status in our heart and soul, we can find joy in our grieving. Joy that we were so blessed to have had such an extraordinary life together with our deceased friend. (See multiple Grieving Articles at this blog for the essence of my conversation)

Without a word, Tom abruptly arose and walked away. I feared for a moment that what I said may have offended him. As I watched him leave, I saw him walk away from the group and disappeared alone down the lane.

Mary then confided in me. She said, “He needed that!” She proceeded to tell me that he had lost his best friend a few months ago. He was having a hard time finding peace and comfort in his grieving. His wife further explained the depth of her husband’s relationship with his friend who had passed and the frustration he was experiencing.

Shortly afterward I was leaving and saying my goodbyes Tom came to me and thanked me for my words. His smile revealed that what he had heard had changed something for him.

During a conversation about “being an angel” a few days later, it dawned on me that I functioned as an angel to this man, a total stranger. In retrospect I now understand why I spontaneously initiated a conversation on grieving. Was it God reaching out to him, perhaps even answering his prayer? I was simply “functioning” as an angel. I was not an angel. But to this man I suspect I filled his need and as such he saw me as an angel.

[See “My Son is an Angel” article on this blog for more on angels]

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Turning Points

It is a humbling experience to realize that God would use me to be a blessing for a total stranger. When I have the courage to allow the Holy Spirit to inspire something that seems out of left field, good things ensue. It prompts me to keep aware of what the will of God is calling me to do.

Music of Garden of Innocence ~ San Diego

 

I have been working with Garden of Innocence San Diego since 2008 when I was introduced to this wonderful organization on March 1st for the burial of their 100th baby Annmarie. The moment I held her casket in my arms I experienced a life-changing feeling, a new sense of purpose. Since that blessed and fateful day, countless times I have experienced the most beautiful heartwarming moments in our Garden.

Some of these moments were highlighted by songs that were written by artists who also experienced special “Garden Moments” inspiring them to create beautiful and touching music and lyrics.

The first of these I am sharing is “God’s Child” by Joe Rathburn. Joe served as the musician for some of our services. He then wrote and composed what has become a signature song for our Garden of Innocence – San Diego. Here is the link to Joe’s Website. (https://joerathburn.com/welcome-page)

Joe was the keynote musician at our 25th Anniversary event where he presented his song “God’s Child”.

Here is the link to God’s Child: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKRKGMagKpo.

Robin Harper was also deeply moved by her experience with Garden of Innocence that inspired her song simply titled “Garden of Innocence”.

Here is the link to Robin Harper’s “Garden of Innocence”:      

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WntNFDEVtvk

I trust you will enjoy these two songs and the presentation by their authors.

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Turning Point

I have experienced when a deeply emotional event like a funeral or a wedding or a life-changing happening in the life of someone special to us, there is a song and music adding something quite unique. Our souls are overwhelmed with love. The combination of words and music reveal as a prism previously hidden essences of our deepest thoughts confirming our vision of our life’s purpose. And like a diamond, each time we hear them they reveal a facet not seen in previous listening moments. It’s like a flower unfolding revealing beauty previously hidden within its bud. And at times we can even see how that song has had its effect upon our hearts, souls and minds fulfilling its intended divine purpose. And how sweet when the words of a song amplify the purpose of our life.

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Grief is in our hands, we can lament the “loss” or celebrate the eternal treasures someone passed on to us through the profound love shared in a life together.

I choose the latter.

It brings me peace and comfort and gratitude that blossoms into joy. Joy that we had each other long enough to know authentic love. Joy that God saw fit to bring us together in this life and find love and friendship that continue to reap an abundant harvest of treasured gifts.  

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TURNING POINTS

When I see social media posts that provide new insights into grieving, I consider the sentiment expressed and seek to understand what prompted it. Each such experience enhances the mastery of my grieving process and brings new joy to my heart.

Baby Conrad – Garden of Innocence

When we got the message that a baby boy was coming to Garden of Innocence, all our volunteers and coordinators went into action fulfilling their normal assigned tasks. Arrangements were made to pick up the baby, a date for the service was set, a mortuary was arranged to hold him till the service, he was assigned a name, a poem was written, the Knights of Columbus were notified, and all other aspects were performed. A guest minister was scheduled, as well as musicians and everything was set. The baby was named Conrad.

The Friday night before the service I went to bed around eleven o’clock. Lying there I heard my phone ring. “Hello, this is Allan.”

“Hi Allan, this is Rick. I have bad news. I just got a call from the guest minister. He’s in Chicago and his flight was cancelled and he will not make it to the service tomorrow.”

I said, “Rick, don’t worry, I have this covered. I will see you tomorrow.”

I lay there and prayed, “Dear Heavenly Father, You know what needs to be done for Baby Conrad. Please bless me and guide me and enable me to provide a service for this baby tomorrow. Thank you in advance. Amen!”

In the middle of the night, I was suddenly awakened with the thought of the words from Isaiah 55, My thoughts are not your thoughts saith the Lord!

I said to myself, “Okay, that’s the text for the service tomorrow” and went back to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up and headed straight to my computer where I went to my on-line bible to extract Isaiah 55; 6 & 8-9 (NKJV) Seek the Lord while He may be found, Call upon Him while He is near. “For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways,
And My thoughts than your thoughts.

I prayed a prayer of thanksgiving and asked for some elaboration on this scripture. I was inspired to look up the meaning of the name Conrad.

I found that Conrad meant Bold & Wise Counselor. “Wow!” I thought, “What bold wisdom has Conrad about to pass on to me?”

I pondered, what does this mean relative to this scriptural statement?

I was taken back to previous services at Garden of Innocence and recalled the conversations I overheard. Things like, “Oh, he’s now an Angel” or “Now she can play on a swing” or “Now he can fly a kite!” And many more of these thoughts were expressed.

I wondered why do we have these thoughts? We like to think of Conrad as an angel, but why? We are comforted by them as we think of an angel with all its angelic characteristics. We like to think he is playing about as he would have had he lived, but why? It is comforting to think this, its familiar to us. We like to think they are well behaved, obedient, “angelic”, that makes us feel good.

I thought these are nice feelings to have but wait, God’s thoughts are higher than these. What would His thoughts be that would be higher?

What are angels, really? There are created by God to serve Him and those He loves. He gave them extraordinary characteristics and power to fulfill that purpose. What is Baby Conrad and all the other babies in our Garden? Angels? But wait, he and all the babies are Children of God and hence much higher than angels.

Imagine now the higher thoughts and ways of God. How does He see Conrad? Not as an angel but as His Child! A Child of God has different characteristics than angels

What do you think God had in mind when Jesus said:

Matthew 18:2-5 (NKJV) Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them, and said, “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Whoever receives one little child like this in My name receives Me.

So, what characteristics does God see? What is He looking for that is so much higher than ours?

Humble, trusting, accepting of God’s love.

There is one profound difference that Conrad and all our babies have from all the other abandoned babies who have died. These countless souls never had someone to love them. They have no knowledge of God and His love. Who can reach them when all they know is rejections and abandonment? But Conrad and all our babies who also suffered abandonment are different because of your love for them. When we held Conrad in our arms and loved him, we conveyed the Love of God that we share to him. By that act of love, Conrad has now known the love of God.

In these higher perspectives of God, Conrad has become a real treasure, because God now has another messenger to join those who preceded him in the Garden here. What is Conrad’s message? Who does he speak to? I propose to you that they are all who have never felt the love of God through their parents, through those who were meant to love them.

My closing words of the sermon were: Rejoice my friends, you have been today for Conrad the love of God. You held him in your arms, you prayed for his soul, you loved him, and he has loved you. Let us praise our God for giving us this extraordinary opportunity to advance the Garden’s army of babies as they do the great work of proving the love of God to the uncountable multitude of souls that have passed on from this life without ever feeling such love.

TURNING POINT:

This experience taught me that when there is a spiritual need and God calls for someone to step up and step in, He will provide exactly what is needed. Trusting Him give courage to overcome any fear of inadequacy and the resulting experience deepen faith and joy in serving. The perspective from this experience shows the great love that God has for those who departed this life under very terrible  conditions, and was highlighted by Jesus visit to those departed who were disobedient in Noah’s time.

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Garden of Innocence

I have had many amazing experiences at Garden of Innocence San Diego and Orange County. I have documented some of them on my previous blog posts. You can find them by Searching for Garden of Innocence.

Recently, a very moving set of experiences took place at the burial service for Baby Zoey, a baby I named to honor a very dear friend. At the ceremony, my friend Zoey’s uncle was in attendance. He was moved by the Garden experience.

Earlier this year, his cinema company created a Public Service Announcement video in support of Garden of Innocence. This June, he and his wife won two Emmys for their work on the PSA along with their team at American Dream Cinema.

The touching and dramatic message captures exquisitely the noble mission of our Gardens. Please watch it and follow your heart. If it touches you as it has so many, please donate. Even small amounts can and will make a difference for our babies. If you can’t donate, please forward this website to your friends and direct them to this post so they can watch this amazing video.

Click on this link: GOI-PSA-100

Miranda Eve ~ A Voice from the Past

On the morning of May 19, 2016 my dear friend Elissa Davey, founder of Garden of Innocence, received an unusual request. A lady living in San Francisco was having her house remodeled. The construction company needed to remove a slab of concrete from the floor of her garage. The broken slab uncovered a unique casket containing the body of a young child. The casket had been there since the late 1800’s. Elissa was contacted because the local coroner’s office knew of Garden of Innocence and the work they do burying abandoned and unidentified babies (www.gardenofinnocence.org). They trusted that the situation this discovery posed to the homeowner could best be resolved by Garden of Innocence.

In order to realize the gravity of the situation, some history needs to be understood. San Francisco at the turn of the 20th century was growing at such a rate that land was at a premium. The city fathers decided that all cemeteries within the city needed to be removed to make room for houses. It was reported that their justification for such an extreme measure came from the fact that some cemeteries were not being cared for and people were using them as a “lover’s lane.”

Sometime around 1920, nearly half a million bodies were exhumed and placed in mass burial sites in a number of cemeteries in Colma, a small town just south of San Francisco. It became obvious that some of those interred so many years ago in San Francisco were left behind.

With the unexpected discovery during excavation, the homeowner was faced with a real dilemma with this casket and the child’s body it contained. It was lying in the open in her backyard. She discovered that reburial was going to be very expensive, one quote being $7,000. She was told by the authorities that she couldn’t just bury the casket again without a death certificate. That posed an impossible situation. How could she get a death certificate for someone without a name or date of death? Added to that issue was the fact that the homeowner was living out of the state while her home was being remodeled. It was a logistical and financial nightmare. More investigation at the suggestion of the authorities revealed a quote in excess of $20,000. The situation looked very grim. That is when Elissa was contacted.

In spite of the fact that this was not an abandoned baby, when Elissa was apprised of the situation she decided that Garden of Innocence had to step up and step in to rescue this child and provide her a dignified reburial. Now Elissa’s work began in earnest. She was not one to worry and fret over difficult challenges. As is her nature, she jumped in and got to work with the belief she could and so she did!
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The casket was unusual in that it was metallic and hermetically sealed. The child it contained was obviously from a wealthy family able to afford such an elaborate casket. It had two glass windows and the little girl of about three to four years of age could be seen through them. She was perfectly preserved. Her blond hair was laced with lavender and she held a rose in her hand.

Unfortunately, the coroner broke the seal of the casket and the child’s body began to decompose. The positive result was that Jelmer Eerkens, Professor of Anthropology at UC Davis and one of Elissa’s team of investigators, was enabled to retrieve samples of her hair for DNA testing. It was hopefully a door to attain her true identification. We hoped we could find who she was and learn her name.
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Elissa’s first challenge was to secure the casket that lay in the lady’s backyard. No authorities would take it as it wasn’t in their jurisdiction. But if its discovery were to hit the news, there was no telling what would happen to it. Elissa contacted our Garden of Innocence director in Fresno and he drove to San Francisco, secured the casket and brought it to Fresno until the reburial could be planned. Research and discussions were still ahead.

There was a lot of work to be done. The San Francisco Public Administrator, Michelle Lewis asked Elissa if she could name the baby Eve. Later, Elissa thought that the home owner, Ericka Karmer should name her as the baby had been a spirit in her home all this time. When Elissa approached her, Ericka asked her four and six year old daughters what the baby should be named. They named her Miranda. And so she became known as Miranda Eve.

Elissa engaged a number of volunteers to search the available records in an attempt to find the girl’s true identity. It was determined from the early research that she was interred in what was the Odd Fellows cemetery. It was also determined that most of the remains from that cemetery were moved to Greenlawn Memorial Park.
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Elissa and her team of volunteers made significant progress. They determined that rules existed that allowed for Miranda’s burial without a death certificate. They were able to get Greenlawn Memorial Park to donate a plot for Miranda’s internment. They found a grave stone company , The Headstone Guys of Fresno, to donate Miranda’s head stone of unique beauty.

Elissa had relatives who owned a cabinet shop. Together with them, a beautiful wooden casket designed to match the design of Miranda’s casket was fabricated during a seventeen hour marathon effort. The casket had to be a custom casket to hold Miranda and her special original metal casket.

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On Sunday May 29, Elissa and her team had made sufficient progress to announce that Baby Miranda Eve would be laid to rest at 10 AM on June 9th in Greenlawn Memorial Park, 1100 El Camino Real, in Colma, California. This was deemed most appropriate due to the understanding that most of the bodies from the old Odd Fellows Cemetery were taken here. It was believed that Miranda’s parents most likely were buried at Greenlawn.

Elissa and her supporters went to work to complete the final details normally a part of Garden of Innocence burials. These included flowers, rose petals, a poem, the Knights of Columbus and the minister to present a sermon.

On Friday June 3rd, at about ten o’clock in the morning my phone rang. My wife answered the phone and walked into my office and said, “Allan, its Elissa Davey.”
I had forgotten the date of Miranda’s funeral so I did not have any idea why Elissa was calling. I answered the phone and Elissa asked me, “Are you available this coming Saturday, June 9th ?”

I said, “Elissa, I am sorry but Carol and I will be in San Jose to celebrate our son’s second restaurant’s grand opening on Thursday. We didn’t plan on coming home until late Saturday. Why do you ask?”

Elissa almost cried and said, “Wow! Thank God, you will be there! I wanted to ask if you would officiate with the sermon at Miranda’s funeral service.”

I said, “Oh Elissa, I would be honored!”

Elissa breathed a sigh of relief, as the last part of the program had just come together. She had been running full speed for weeks getting all of the unique issues surrounding Miranda’s reburial resolved and finalized.

That Friday night I prayed for an inspiration for the sermon for Miranda. The next morning I sat at my computer and wrote the sermon outline from the inspiring thoughts that came to me during the night in response to my prayers.

The Bible text that formed the foundation of the sermon was Philippians 4:7-8 (New King James Version-NKJV)

And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.

I collected my thoughts and decided to investigate the meaning of the name Miranda. I was touched when I read that Miranda means “Worthy of Admiration, Wonderful”. I immediately made the connection to the word “praiseworthy” in the Bible text.

This Bible text guide offered inspiration to admire this child and her soul that lives on. This thought opened my heart to two more bible verses:

Song of Solomon 6:8-9 The Message Bible (MSG)
There’s no one like her on earth, never has been, never will be.
She’s a child (woman) beyond compare. My dove is perfection,
Pure and innocent as the day she was born, and cradled in joy by her mother. Everyone who came by to see her exclaimed and admired her— All the fathers and mothers, the neighbors and friends, blessed and praised her.

Proverbs 31:30-31 The Message Bible (MSG)
The girl (woman) to be admired and praised is the girl (woman) who lives in the Fear-of-God. Give her everything she deserves! Festoon her life with praises!

The sermon content was quickly flowing from my mind onto the page. I finished the sermon outline and reread it numerous times prior to leaving for San Jose.

The following Wednesday Carol and I flew to San Jose for our personal festivities. Along the way I received an email from Elissa stating that she remembered one last detail. Normally we place a small doll in the grave for a baby girl. She said how nice it would be if we could find a period doll from the 1980’s for Miranda. I recalled that there was an antique doll shop just next door to our son’s restaurant in Campbell.

When we arrived at Randy’s Campbell restaurant Wednesday afternoon, I went next door to the Twice Nice Doll Shop. I spoke to the proprietor, Bonnie, and related Miranda’s story. Then I told her about our Garden of Innocence and what we had planned for Saturday in Colima. I told her that we normally placed a doll in the grave of our baby girls. I made a proposal. I asked if she would be able to find it in her heart to donate a small doll of the late 1800 period for Miranda.

I said, “Don’t make your decision now. Here is my Garden of Innocence card, check out our website and I’ll get back to you for your decision. We appreciate anything you can do for Miranda.”

On Friday afternoon I phoned Bonnie at the doll shop. Before I could ask, Bonnie said, “I went to your website and found the wonderful work you do. I have found a doll. She isn’t of that period but she has a bright red period dress. I gladly donate it for Miranda.”

I was thrilled and later that day went to the doll shop to pick up Miranda’s doll. It was perfect. I expressed my sincere gratitude to Bonnie for her joyful generosity and prepared to bring it along with us the next morning.

On Saturday morning, Carol and I drove the forty miles from San Jose to Colima. We arrived at Greenlawn Memorial Park around nine in the morning. The Knights of Columbus were arriving and all the details were coming together. Slowly people began arriving to witness this unusual event.

I placed the doll at the edge of the green carpet that was covering the grave for Miranda. A swarm of professional photographers hovered around every photo opportunity. Some were independent while others were affiliated with various news media. It was sort of comical watching them getting into some awkward contortions to get just the right angle of view for picturing the little doll in her bright red dress.

The beautiful heart shaped gravestone was placed off to the side waiting to be placed over the grave after the ceremony was completed. Usually, only the face of the gravestone is polished, but in this case, both sides were polished in hopes that her real name would one day be found. That way her real name could eventually be engraved on the stone.

Prior to the sermon a poem written especially for Miranda was read with deep and sincere emotion by its author, Kevin Fischer-Paulson. The sentiment that flowed as Kevin read his poem embraced the assembled audience as the words created touching images and feelings.

MIRANDA

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A California Sister comes to rest
At Land’s End, before the Pacific sea.
Dusk and orange forewings to the west.

A pause, a flutter as antennae test
The fog that circles the serpentine lea.
A California sister comes to rest

The ocean rushes, brushes her perch, crests
But cannot touch her who is free,
Dusk and orange forewings to the west.

The sun drops through the sky, this zest
of rock who stays, of wave who flees
A California Sister comes to rest

Eucalyptus wreaths, lavenders pressed
Against a child sleeping, a silent she,
Dusk and orange forewings to the west.

There is not one moment that is not blessed.
The wind we feel, we here but cannot see
A California Sister comes to rest.

Kevin Fisher-Paulson

During the sermon, I noted that some might question why we were doing all this for a baby we did not know and who had obviously been given a dignified Christian burial more than a hundred years ago. I proposed that it was the wrong question to ask.

I said, “Rather we ought to ask, ‘Why has Miranda Eve come into my life today?’”

I offered one possible answer to that question.

I said, “Perchance Miranda’s message for us today is: remember your ancestors who have long ago passed on, and honor them for what they passed on to you that has over generations made you who you are today.”

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Over a hundred people were in attendance. Many from the Odd Fellows, others who had heard of Miranda from the media, many media professionals from television stations and newspapers and Garden of Innocence volunteers from Fresno, San Francisco and San Diego.

Since then, many hours have been invested by interested people around the globe to find answers to the question, “Just who is this child?” This effort continues.

One of Elissa’s cousins is an artist, and based on the available photos recreated this image of baby Miranda.
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Recently, an eighty two year old descendant of Miranda was found. He was excited to provide a sample of his DNA for further testing. It is hoped that this will open the way for some definitive information regarding Miranda’s true identity.

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This experience was for me another profound indication of God’s love for all souls. It was another inspiration to never forget my forebears who by their life gave me mine. Once again, the Services for the Departed in our church took on yet another dimension.

NOTE: Elissa Davey and her growing team of expert volunteers are working to determine Miranda’s identity. Donations to support this effort and Garden of Innocence and their noble work to care for the dignified burial of abandoned and unidentified babies are welcome. Go to www.gardenofinnocence.org for ways to donate and support our Gardens. News of the ongoing efforts to find Miranda’s true identity will be reported on Garden of Innocence website.  You can follow the story of Miranda Eve by Googling her name and engaging the many links to published stories and videos. After a year of intense research Miranda’s true identity was discovered. She was Edith Howard Cook, and the continuing story will be presented in a new post.

NOTE: January 27, 2024 The researchers that were engaged in the work to find Edith Howard Cook’s true identity were part of a fascinating PODCAST that is worth listening to if Edith has touched you as she has me.

Shadow Clock | Episode 6 – “Child”

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Butterflies and Zoey

On February 20th 2016, my birthday, we honored my dear friend Zoey by naming a baby in her honor at the Garden of Innocence. You can read the full story of that experience under July 2016 “Honoring Zoey” on this Blog.

Sunday, August 7th 2016, was Zoey’s 4th anniversary of her passing on. I realized this milestone while sitting in church that morning.  I thought that it would be a special moment when I would be at the Garden of Innocence that afternoon for a meeting.

I was invited by Elissa Davey, founder of the Garden of innocence, to join her at the Garden that Sunday afternoon for an interview with two sociology researchers. The two PhD sociologists where from UCLA and Rice University and they were engaged in research regarding what causes people like us with the Garden of Innocence to do what we do.

I decided to go to the Garden about a half hour early just to spend some quiet time reflecting on my friend Zoey and all she means to me. Once again I would also reflect on the experience we had when we honored Baby Zoey on my birthday.

I arrived at El Camino Memorial Park and parked my car. The day was spectacular with the sun brightly shining and a cool breeze gently flowing over the grounds. I slowly made my way up the hill toward the Garden.

As I walked I thought, “It would really be nice if there were some butterflies flitting around when I get to the Garden.”

Whenever we have a burial of a child at the Garden of Innocence, there always seems to be at least one butterfly gracing us with its presence. More often than not it is a yellow and black tiger swallow tail. So it wasn’t an extraordinary thought that there would be some butterflies there when I arrived.

I continued to walk and then I thought, “It would really be special if a butterfly would land on Baby Zoey’s grave stone.”

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I have very seldom observed butterflies landing on the ground. So this thought was rather extraordinary due to the rarity of such an event.

I arrived at the Garden to witness not one but half a dozen butterflies of varied species flitting around in profusion.

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As I stood in awe, I got out my cell phone and started the camera in video mode. I was panning around when lo and behold I captured what I had hoped for on a video! Not only did I capture a butterfly landing on the ground, but it landed on Baby Zoey’s grave stone! Of all the grave stones in the Garden, well over a hundred, it landed on the very grave stone I had hoped for.

Link to Zoey’s Butterfly: https://youtu.be/rzEyToL0U-o

Alternate link to video:  Buterfly Z

Leave it to Zoey to make my day yet again!

I couldn’t believe this was happening. I replayed the video a few more times and shared it with Zoey’s mother. We were both elated at this experience. Once again I had an exceptional Garden of Innocence experience.

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