yesterday Cal asked that if anyone was being held captive by anything to stand. my son stood. at first i thought that he was following someone else’s lead, but as i looked around the only other person standing near him was an adult that i’m sure he didn’t know. so he stayed standing. with his eyes closed and his hands raised singing as if no one was listening. all the while tears were streaming. mine.
this afternoon one of our 3rd grade boys came in to talk to Becky about accepting Jesus into his heart and will now be getting baptized on Sunday. i was a blubbering idiot.
ricsha’s kids and mike’s kids just came in running and (in their inside voices) yelling. all 6 of them. i just wanted to stop what i was doing and love on them, but instead i just cried.
this is the norm for me.
it’s a good dysfunction to have.
that’s all for now.
i need a tissue.
Next time, love on those kids for me!!! At least all three of them!
Give them a hug and tell them it’s from their Aunt Bekah who can only give them a hug over the phone!