As we're backing out of the driveway this morning...
JW: "When I grow up, I'm sure gonna miss that cat!"
Me: [smile while looking at him in the rearview mirror]
JW: "Oh! And I'll miss you too, Mommy."
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
A Post for Dad
Today marks exactly six months since we lost dad. I can't believe that six whole months have passed without him. It seems as if life shouldn't be able to continue without him and yet, it does. I remember driving home from the hospital being so angry that the world was just continuing as normal. I wanted to scream MY DAD JUST DIED...DON'T YOU EVEN CARE? But as much as it hurt to take my next breath, my next breath just kept coming. Life continued. It has continued for six months and it just seems impossible. I often wish it would at least pause a moment and let me wrap my mind around the gravity of it all.
My dad was the main reason I kept any kind of consistency with my blog writing when I first began. He was pretty much my one loyal reader and he was a demanding one! If I let too much time pass without posting, he would call and say, "You haven't given me anything good to read lately!" Now I know what you are thinking...does she ever give us anything good to read?! But, dad wasn't too harsh of a critic. I know for a fact that he read religiously but he only posted a comment one time (I'm kind of thinking it was because he still had dial up internet...NOT FUN!). I think his comment makes my point completely!
If my dad were still here, he would love my quote of the week...which comes to us from Abbee:
"Mom, if you want our house to be spooky, that wreath is getting us NOWHERE!"
I miss you, Daddy. Your absence has left an unfillable void and, although life does indeed go on, it will never be the same!
My dad was the main reason I kept any kind of consistency with my blog writing when I first began. He was pretty much my one loyal reader and he was a demanding one! If I let too much time pass without posting, he would call and say, "You haven't given me anything good to read lately!" Now I know what you are thinking...does she ever give us anything good to read?! But, dad wasn't too harsh of a critic. I know for a fact that he read religiously but he only posted a comment one time (I'm kind of thinking it was because he still had dial up internet...NOT FUN!). I think his comment makes my point completely!
If my dad were still here, he would love my quote of the week...which comes to us from Abbee:
"Mom, if you want our house to be spooky, that wreath is getting us NOWHERE!"
I miss you, Daddy. Your absence has left an unfillable void and, although life does indeed go on, it will never be the same!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Marvelous Light
Today was a great day! God gave me a jump start on my "good day attitude" with the beautiful weather. I also got to spend some time with some pretty awesome 4th-6th graders who soak up God's truth with eagerness and brutal honesty! Follow that with a chance to worship with my children beside me, belting out the worship songs without hesitation or embarrassment. It seriously choked me up a bit!
We ended our worship service by singing "Marvelous Light." This song has really spoken to me lately because the lyrics say:
My dead heart now is beating,
My deepest stains now clean.
Your breath fills up my lungs.
Now I'm free. Now I'm free!
When I sing these words, I think of my Dad. I see him whole and happy in the presence of Jesus. And, I love to think of him being able to breathe with lungs that are full...not the shallow gasping that caused him such distress in the end.
The song also says, "Sin has lost its power. Death has lost its sting. From the grave you've risen victoriously!"
Which brings me to my point. As I was leaving church this afternoon, Emma and I were all alone...which in a family the size of ours, these moments are rare! Emma was holding my hand as we strolled toward the van and she looked up at me and said, "Mom, I'm just wondering about something. Does death really have a stinger?"
That made me smile...so sweet! I love those moments of honest and innocent curiosity. Can you just imagine what she pictures in her head when she sees death with a stinger?
I told her that death does sting (quite a bit) when you lose someone you love deeply. But, death had no sting for "Paw" because it ushered him into the arms of Jesus.
It's comforting to imagine him in a place where his lungs are filled with the very breath of heaven. He is now completely free. That's the only thing that brings any kind of relief. It's the only reason I am able to have "good days!"
We ended our worship service by singing "Marvelous Light." This song has really spoken to me lately because the lyrics say:
My dead heart now is beating,
My deepest stains now clean.
Your breath fills up my lungs.
Now I'm free. Now I'm free!
When I sing these words, I think of my Dad. I see him whole and happy in the presence of Jesus. And, I love to think of him being able to breathe with lungs that are full...not the shallow gasping that caused him such distress in the end.
The song also says, "Sin has lost its power. Death has lost its sting. From the grave you've risen victoriously!"
Which brings me to my point. As I was leaving church this afternoon, Emma and I were all alone...which in a family the size of ours, these moments are rare! Emma was holding my hand as we strolled toward the van and she looked up at me and said, "Mom, I'm just wondering about something. Does death really have a stinger?"
That made me smile...so sweet! I love those moments of honest and innocent curiosity. Can you just imagine what she pictures in her head when she sees death with a stinger?
I told her that death does sting (quite a bit) when you lose someone you love deeply. But, death had no sting for "Paw" because it ushered him into the arms of Jesus.
It's comforting to imagine him in a place where his lungs are filled with the very breath of heaven. He is now completely free. That's the only thing that brings any kind of relief. It's the only reason I am able to have "good days!"
Monday, October 06, 2008
Ninjas in Bathrobes!
So, everyday, I get the privilege of escorting two of the most knowledgeable 5 year old boys I know home from school. Last week after school, Kristy and I were in the house chatting about what I'm sure was something life changing when we looked out the window and both wondered aloud, "Why are John Wesley and Luke outside in bathrobes?" But just as the words were off the tongue, we saw them bowing to each other...
The two cutest Ninjas EVER!! (Even if sparkling monkey bathrobes!)
The two cutest Ninjas EVER!! (Even if sparkling monkey bathrobes!)
Friday, October 03, 2008
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