A week and a half ago I woke up at 6:00 am to the sound of a
new email on my phone. I rolled over
and groggily read the email that said that Allison had given birth to her baby
boy earlier that morning. I smiled
briefly at their immense joy and then rolled over and went back to sleep. A few hours later I got a text from Kevin
asking when I'd be coming to the hospital to see their new baby. I had some things to do in the morning and I
said I'd head over as soon as I finished.
On my drive over to the hospital I wondered what they had
picked for his middle name. Months
before they had chosen Levi as his first name and Kevin had expressed a desire
to name him Levi Savage after one of his heroes from church history. I really liked that idea, too. I see Kevin and Allison every Sunday at
dinner and I constantly voiced my approval of naming the unborn baby after Levi
Savage since Savage would make such a rad middle name. Allison did not agree. They had also considered middle naming him
after Kevin's dad or giving him Kevin's middle name.
I already knew what his first and last name would be, but as far as I
knew the middle name was still to be decided.
I really don't like going to hospitals. As I walked by myself down the hallway of the
labor and delivery ward I saw signs on all the doors that said, "Shh... Please
be quiet. New moms and babies are
sleeping." Definitely not the right
place for someone as loud as me to be. I
found their room and, remembering all the warnings on the doors, knocked
super-quietly. I walked into their room
and both Kevin and Allison looked as normal as ever and they seemed ridiculously
calm and laid back for having become parents just seven hours prior. I asked them all the nitty gritty details
about the birth and after being there for 15 minutes Allison asked if I wanted
to know what middle name they had chosen for the baby. She said that they decided to name him Levi
Benjamin. I replied,
"WHAT?! REALLY?!" and Allison
said, "Well, not if you're going to shout and wake up the baby!" They had decided to make Benjamin his middle
name weeks before and waited until he was born to tell me.
At first I thought it was really neat that Kevin and
Allison had middle named their baby after me (I mean, I did introduce them after
all), but as the day went on and I thought more about it I was stunned by the
decision they had made. This was a
really big deal! Both of their families
have been so good to me, Kevin's in particular.
My journal is riddled with comments about how much I appreciate Kevin's
family and how much they mean to me.
They include me in everything and have welcomed me into their family in
an extraordinary way. And now I feel
like we'll be connected forever.
That night I opened up the Book of Mormon and read in
Helaman 5 where Helaman explains to his sons Nephi and Lehi why he chose their
names. He says, "I have given unto
you the names of our first parents who came out of the land of Jerusalem; and
this I have done that when you remember your names ye may remember them; and
when ye remember them ye may remember their works..." I sat on my bed for quite some time wondering
if Levi will ask Kevin and Allison about why he was middle named Benjamin and what
they will tell him. I wondered how long
I'll be an active part of his life and what he will know of my works and what
I've done. And for the first time the
idea of living in Tucson forever didn't sound like such a bad idea.
Then I thought about what I would name my children and whose
names I would trust them to bear. For
the last year or so my two biggest heroes have been Elijah Abel and Jane Manning James. They were two of the
earliest black members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and it is well worth the time it takes to read their biographical sketches on blacklds.org. Being a black person in antebellum America was incredibly rough and church members were not as Christlike to Elijah and Jane
as they should have been. They faced
persecution and were treated like second class citizens by some simply because of the
color of their skin, but both of them stayed faithful to what they believed to be
true to the end of their lives. They had
what I consider to be legitimate reasons to leave the church, and yet they
stayed. Both of them were very close to Joseph Smith's family and the way they were welcomed by the Smiths is truly remarkable. I love this sentiment expressed by Jane: "I try in my feeble way to set an example for all." If I had a son and a daughter I'd
want them to be named Elijah and Jane to honor two people who I respect so much.
I don't know what Kevin and Allison will tell Levi about
me when he's older, but I imagine they'll tell him how they each met me and how
they met each other through me. And I
hope when he's old enough to understand they'll explain to him how their friend
Benjamin is gay and despite what he considers to be legitimate reasons to
leave the church, he chooses to stay. I will try in my feeble way to set an example for Levi Benjamin. I
feel so incredibly honored to have a little baby in Tucson middle named after
me.
