“Let them cry, it’s good for their lungs,” was the medical mantra the year I was born. Back in 1937 many helpless babies cried from tummy-aches after being fed a formula of Carnation pasteurized condensed milk, water, and corn syrup. Colostrum — what’s that? Species and family specific mother’s milk? What does God know? Oh, almost forgot. He made us and all things. He might know something we don’t. Most churches forgot that as doctors switched babies from mother’s milk to cow’s milk and abandoned breasts for bottles. That was a big deal for myself and millions of babies — maybe you too? At age 10, I remember lying in bed late at night getting angry at my mother for letting baby brother Bob cry and cry. If you were born any year in America you may have experienced some of this cruelty. Now you can do something about it.
In some ways, things are worse now than in 1937. The CDC shot schedule begins day one. Pass the needle. Inject the poisons. Who cares how transfer of natural immunity works? If a baby has a pain it has one option — cry. God gave us that power as infants so mothers close by would hear us, hold us close, feed us from a breast with love — a package deal, blessing both mothers and babies. God’s ways work as long as we aren’t separated from mothers and if somebody teaches moms and doctors God’ ...
