Randy Suits

A Milk Cow for Ewa

My sweet Kochana,
In late summer of 1949, Antoni and Antonina moved into  the new beautiful “Marzenie”. The new home was built in Wola Justowska, a suburb of Krakow. It was a mixed residential and rural village which had been incorporated into Krakow. That fall, having spent all their money completing their home, they ate plums from one of the old trees near their home. Your parents became self sufficient with the plot of land where they built their new home. They planted a vegetable garden and Antoni also planted apple, yellow/red cherry, plum and peach trees soon after purchasing the property. Your mother bought a milk cow so that she would have fresh milk for the baby (you, my Kochana). To this day, you drink milk like a baby. At night, when you can’t sleep, you will drink warm milk, and then you sleep like a baby. If I wake up in the night and you’re not in bed with me, I can find you sipping warm milk. It’s alright though. You are my baby. You’re a grown woman but you’re still my delicate, tender baby. You were your mothers baby as long as she was alive. She called you Ewusia. I call you Ewusia. You’ll be my baby as long as we live. You’ll always be our baby. Your mothers and mine. She saved your life for us. In December 1949 you were sick with double pneumonia and you were near death. The local doctor told her that the only hope was penicillin, a new wonder drug made by Abbott Laboratories, where we worked when we met. There was none to be had in Krakow. The only city in Poland that had penicillin was Warsaw. To survive, you needed it within a very few hours. Your mother immediately contacted an influential friend your parents knew in the Polish air force and a plane was sent to Warsaw. The penicillin was ready to pick up at a hospital at 11:00 PM. She was super mother. She was everything a given moment demanded. She was Gods property and we (all of us who she claimed as hers), we were hers. She would buy a milk cow or fetch penicillin, which was in short supply, from distant Warsaw within 5 hours if that was what it took to save her baby. Her unfailing love made our love possible. When I look into your eyes, I see the same tender glow that was in her eyes. I always felt loved in her presence and I always feel loved when we’re together. I know that I am loved when we’re apart. Your love fills my mind and soul to saturation. You are the milk of love to my heart and it is all possible because your mother bought a milk cow for my Kochana and miraculously arranged delivery of life saving penicillin from Warsaw. God did a great thing when he gave your mother to us. When he gave you to her, he gave her to me. All that was required was for the time to pass for our union to manifest.

What wonderful grace of God through Jesus,Kochany

Wonderful Grace of Jesus

Wonderful Grace of Jesus, greater than all my sin;
How shall my tongue describe it,
Where shall its praise begin?
Taking away my burden, setting my spirit free;
O the Wonderful Grace of Jesus reaches me! 

Refrain
    Wonderful the matchless Grace of Jesus,
     Deeper than the mighty rolling sea;
     Wonderful Grace, all sufficient for me, 
     Broader than the scope of my transgressions,
     Greater far than all my sin and shame
     O magnify the precious name of Jesus,
     PRAISE HIS NAME!

Wonderful Grace of Jesus, reaching to all the lost;
By it I have been pardoned, saved to the uttermost.
Chains have been torn asunder, giving me liberty;
O the Wonderful Grace of Jesus, reaches me! 

Refrain
    Wonderful the matchless Grace of Jesus,
    Deeper than the mighty rolling sea;
    Wonderful Grace, all sufficient for me, 
     Broader than the scope of my transgressions,
     Greater far than all my sin and shame
    O magnify the precious name of Jesus,
    PRAISE HIS NAME!