Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Rest In Peace- Because I Am NOT!

We gather together today to say goodbye to a dear friend. A friend who has stood by us thick and thin. A friend who has been with me in the middle of the night when I have been up with sick children. A friend who has been with me at all hours when something is on my mind and I can't sleep. A friend that I am not sure I can live without. You all know this dear friend. You can all mourn the loss of this friend right along with me. Some of you however,  where happy to see this passing. Some of you may even rejoice. My heart is heavy but I know that one day we will meet again. I will bask in the glory of the evermore...the endless time this reunion will seem to give. Until then I mourn you my dear friend...

 2:00 AM...my lost hour of sleep.

How I loathe you spring forward.

I despise your name...spring forward...almost as much as I adore your nemesis...Fall Back! The words are lovely. It somehow reminds me of the trust game we used to play at camp. Fall Back. So comforting. Fall Back. You can trust me to catch you. Fall Back. Rachel you can stay in bed for one whole extra hour.

Join me now in a moment of silence.

Ok. I am moving on (even if I may never have peace about it). I have been on somewhat of a bloggy break. I really haven't had much time, or much to say for that matter.

Last week was a roller coaster. Noah had a huge melt down at school. We are so lucky to have wonderful people in Noah's life who understand the ups and downs he experiences. I know they truly love him and want the best for him. We made it through, even if it was a little rough going. And then...

Sunday! We sat through church and at then end of the service I looked over to Noah and he said "Let's go". He made his profession of faith...something we had been talking about for a LONG time. With just me and Wil in attendance he stood up and made that walk.  He had gone to speak to the preacher about a month and a half ago and told him he believed that Jesus died for him. Every Sunday after that I watched his tormented face as he fought the battle of wanting to make a stand for Christ and knowing he would have to stand in front of  the whole church with all eyes on him. Not an easy task for a child who thinks everybody is talking about him and everybody "joke me". He is so looking forward to his baptism! He does not want to do it in March because his interpreter/bff will be out of town and he really wants her to be there! I will give you all the details as soon as I get them! In the meantime you can all give a big AMEN for Noah (although we belong to a pretty reserved Baptist Church and in my childhood days Amens from the congregation were looked down upon...so if you have to just whisper a little AMEN for Noah then I completely understand).

And a very random thought here...I watched the finale of The Bachelor last night (because there was NOTHING ELSE on) and I just have to say that Charles and I got engaged when I told him I needed to put in dates for my vacation and he said "Well, I guess we should plan it around a honeymoon" and he got out his checkbook calender and we picked out a date. That being said....I dig that engagement over that mushy gushy crap in South Africa. How weird would it be to know that Charles had just dumped the other girl he was just sucking face with the night before he asked me to marry him. Creepy! Good luck with that Brad and Emily. On a side note she is BEAUTIFUL and seems to have a good head on her shoulders (along with a big old ring on her finger) so maybe they will make a go of it like Trista and Ryan (whose names I know only because I watched the after the rose special). And THANK GOODNESS Chantal has found the man shes been looking for all her life after professing her undying love for good old Brad. Glad to know she has found that so quickly. After all Love never gives up.

Dear Brad, Emily, Chantal and the producers of The Bachelor... Ephesians 5 people! May be a good thing to know!

So until Fall Back...here's to Daylight Savings Time- God love ya!

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