He is Greater when I am less because it has never really been about me....all to the glory of Jesus.
acappella--lead me to rest
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I listened to this group daily as I drove to nursing school classes every day in the mid 1990s.....and I learned good scripture from them. Thinking of this today as I rest......
Today Claire came home from work and we sat at the table for awhile. Oh boy, if my dining room table could talk......there are more memories soaked into this table that I can recount, and more tears and bursts of laughter than I can ever remember. There are more lists and memos and plans etched into it that I could ever save...... She is making her lists for moving to college. It's true that she is only moving a couple hundred feet away to the college in our town, but she is still moving out. She is taking all of the things she uses every day and she is setting up a life in a dorm on a college campus with a new roommate and a whole new world. In 4 days we will move her out. It is so weird. It is the weirdest thing ever. Adding children to our home is not weird at all. Figuring out how to send them out is. I'm less sad and more....conflicted, maybe. I am so excited for her. Moving to college is probab...
Father's Day weekend is here. It's a hard one for me. It always has been, actually. My dad and I were not close when I was growing up but in the last few years we came to a place of mutual understanding and respect....and then he got really sick really fast and now he is gone. This is my first Father's day without a father. I've talked to my older kids this week and mentioned Father's day. They asked "are we doing anything?" My answer was something like, well, I don't know. I don't have a dad anymore so I don't really feel like it's my job to plan something for Father's Day. I wish I could tell my kids we were going to my dad's to visit and grill and hang out at the lake for the day. I wish I could go shopping at the local greenhouse and buy something landscape-ish that he would like, or go to the bakery and get a bag full of Dutch treats.....that's what I have done the last few years for...
My young friend that I once called "extra kredit" lives elsewhere now. I spent some time with the family that have said yes to him last week and we talked about all of the things....because I understand things that are harder to say to most folks. This family needed a safe space to say the things and to ask the questions and because of all of the generosity in the world, I had some answers. It was good for me to be with them because it reminds me again to be on my knees in prayer for them, and for him....what was hard for me is still hard for them and for him even though it no longer is my hard. I got to deliver Christmas presents to them for him because a generous group chose to bless local kids in foster placement for the Holidays. She let me choose the gifts because I had known him longer that she had at the time of the inquiry. When I talk with her and visit her and pray for her and text her I want to hug her every single time but even...
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