(So, I started this post on Monday. Worked on it some Tuesday. And I'm finally posting it Wednesday. What a week!)
This will need to be one of those posts that is simply a sharing of thoughts instead of a thoughtfully crafted composite.
So much has been happening around here that I'm functioning like a duck.........calmly gliding on the surface of the water and paddling like crazy underneath!
Spencer continues to improve, thank the Lord! (And thank you for your prayers!)
The young prince gave us a grand treat on Mother's Day by walking all the way across the living room! When we burst into applause, he turned with a surprised expression on his face. Almost as if to say, "What's all the fuss about? I just wasn't ready to walk until today!"
So now that he knows it's possible, there's no stopping him. He holds those big blue casts out like balancing poles and takes off!
I think Poppa is the only one that hasn't taken one on the chin yet from the casts. But his turn will come, rest assured.
My wonderful tribute to a mom went by the wayside. I was taking care of Joy while she took care of Spencer. Guess that means we were both busy being moms instead of lauding moms.
A heart wrenching moment took place last Sunday when Spencer reached up to take a toy from his toy chest. A puzzled look crossed his face. Then he realized that the casts were back on and that grasping anything was now out of the question.
He hesitated while the blue "restriction" rested heavily on the edge of the toy chest. Spencer processed the new information, laid his head on the cast, and gave a little moan.
I nearly sobbed!
But within twenty-four hours of regaining his appetite, he discovered that the casts could also double as awesome bats.
Now when those bright blue eyes light up and his sweet red lips pucker with the word "BALL?" We know that we're in for it.
If I had time, I would tell of the wonderful job Joy is doing.
The casts must be kept dry and clean for five weeks. Did anyone tell the doctor that keeping casts dry and clean on a little boy is nearly impossible?!
Everyone panicked when they discovered Spencer stirring the dog's water at a friend's house this week end. Thank heavens for a blow dryer!
And Abigail seems convinced that her due date is NOW not July 6th. She continues to let her presence be known by trying to exit through Joy's belly button! We believe she will audition for Cirque du Soliel soon after her arrival. That kid has a wicked somersault routine!
Through it all, Joy remains calm and peaceful. (Not sure what family of origin that gene came from!) Only once have I stepped around the corner to find her weeping quietly in John's strong arms.
And through it all ministry continues.
On Saturday, we join with twenty-one other intrepid travelers heading for El Salvador. We will spend ten days working, singing, preaching, dancing (well, the younger team members will dance). Anything to draw a crowd and share the Good News!
Last night, the ladies of GGC helped create 125 care packages for women and 80 packages for men. We completely filled two suitcases! (We'll hand these out during ministry times.)
Frank and I would sincerely appreciate extra prayers for this journey.
Well, guess it's time for this mama duck to hurry up and paddle off to the other side of the lake. Er, I meant to say - glide!