I Wish…

I sat beside her for 35 minutes. Violet was her name. She was in her eighties and was leaving her nursing home in 3 days, and she couldn’t stop talking about how ready she was to drive a car again. We had come, our small group of college students, to sing in a local nursing home. Amazing grace, how sweet the sound… Brian’s fingers picking his guitar, voices lifted up. She sat behind us, listening. Coarse strands of gray hair tangled around her face; her toothless grin welcomed me as I left my group to chat with her. She told me her story, and tears filled my eyes as I felt her hopelessness. And it made me think.

Hot Dog!

Okay, so I know y’all are just dying to see if Micah actually wore his pirate costume and walked backwards down the aisle at the wedding this past Saturday, but you will have to wait with bated breath a while longer. My sweet friend, Beth, is in town, and spending time with her is a much higher priority than posting pictures of the two most adorable ring bearers that will ever grace this Valley. CUTE doesn’t even begin to describe it! But back to Beth…

My favorite Beth conversation so far was this afternoon with Micah.

Even More Things…

…that make me thankful.

66. First licks of ice cream in a pink cone. Delight. Joy.
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Warm snuggles after bath.
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Vacation Bible School. Learning about Jesus. Worshipping together.

Cousins.
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“Funderstorms!” Watching hail bounce. Awed by God’s power.
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The way Grandma’s eyes light up each time she sees a grandchild.
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Watermelon bites and drips and messes and fun.
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Chick-Fil-A. (Need I say more?)
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Late night talks with Sam & Alan. Sharing hearts. Crying together. Eating yummies. Laughing together. Praying together. Being together.

Pirate Lessons

Finally, time to sit and write about the past two weeks, which have been crazy (pronounce that CUH-RAAAY-ZEEEEE) with a high pitched squeal and you’ll hear what’s been going through my head for a while. Kind of sad, isn’t it. Not much going on in there, huh?

We’ve had Brian’s parents and sister’s family visiting, Vacation Bible School this week, and Drew & Em’s wedding coming up in a couple days. Good times were had by all, and in the midst of trying to get accurate measurements for tuxes for two growing boys, driving them to and from VBS every day, visiting with the fam, and trying to detox sweet Audrey who walks around the house looking for Edison, I am tired. But everywhere I turn I think, I should write about this. (Does this mean I am becoming blog-obsessed?)

Wednesday Worship: Thankful

Last week I picked up a copy of the Vacation Bible School CD for my children to be listening to in preparation for this week. I put it in the player in our van, and out belted the theme song for their “Power Lab” excitement. Then came on a song called Thankful. And I sat in the car in the WalMart parking lot and wept (and not because of how much I hate WalMart). My chaotic heart stilled hearing the sweet words of this song, a song my children have quickly memorized, and we sing it together all day long. I love children’s music for this very thing. It’s easy for me to get lost in the theology and the bigness of songs and forget the sweet simplicity of walking with Jesus. And being thankful.