Last week I took Ash to his daily swim lessons then home for a few before we climbed back in the van to his rescheduled dentist appointment. Yes. Rescheduled. Because I forgot his other one. Or rather forgot to remind Brian to take him because I would be at the doctor. This chemo brain is killing me!
We arrived at the dentist, and I opened the van door for Asher to get out. But he stood there. Minus his yellow flip-flops. “Um, Mom. I forgot to put on shoes.” You’ve got to be kidding me!
Sitting in yet another doctor’s office this week, I heard a familiar voice begin singing over the piped in music. I haven’t listened to Steven Curtis Chapman in years, but suddenly I sat up straighter and listened as the lyrics began pouring through me. “This is a moment made for worshipping, because this is a moment I’m alive.” I found myself choking up as I thought about the impact of those words. Every second of my life is a moment for worship. I came home and looked up the lyrics on my computer and have read them daily since… a reminder that each moment is a gift, every breath is grace from His hand, every second a chance to praise Him, every morning His mercies are new, and every beat of my heart is a chance to begin again covered by forgiveness. Oh for a heart that worships Him every moment! But what glorious mercy that as I fail so often, every second is a new moment to begin again.
~Thomas Aquinas
Grape jelly smile smeared across chubby cheeks.
Time. Breathing life together.
The sound of Brian’s voice reading to our children.
Bathtub rings. Remnants of fun-filled days.
Growth. Tossing the wigs to wear my very short hair.
Music filling the walls of our home with its thousand harmonies.
Stumblings as Asher reads on his very own.
Learning from my mistakes. So many lessons.
Early morning snuggles and sweet kisses from my little one.
Our week in Ocean City was delightful in almost every way. Sure, we had our moments (doesn’t every family?), but those are already long-forgotten. The wonderfulness overpowers.
The highlights? Two nights on the boardwalk with our little ones. The boys all rode the ferris wheel together, and Audrey reveled in the “horsies”. Asher learned to boogie-board, and declared that it was, “The best day of his life ever!” (Guess it topped fishing with Tiff on the day of my surgery.) Micah tried his hand at boogie-boarding as well. Considering he was terrified of the water, he made a valiant effort. Instead, Micah became “Awesome”, the super-hero, punching waves and living, as always, in his beautiful world of make-believe.
I can’t wait to get this yummy goodness in me!
What are some of your favorite summer meals?