Baptised and Sunburned

About 3 minutes after I made the last post, the phone rang. It was about 3:00 pm and it was Isaac. The kids are only allowed to call home in case of emergency, and I immediately wondered what had happened. He then proceeded to ask me if it was alright if he got baptized and explained that he really felt like he understood what he was doing and that he was ready. I had to laugh and shake my head at myself after I hung up the phone. Today we went down today and picked him up. He has the worst sunburn I've ever seen and is exhausted. Isaac did tell me he was pretty sure he took a couple of showers this week, : ) Joseph has really struggled at night while Isaac was gone. The change really seemed to affect his sense of security. He is very glad his big brother is home. Hannah was so excited to see him she belched in his face. Isaac was really impressed. Faith wrote Isaac a letter at camp, he is her hero(most of the time). They all talked very loudly and at the same time for most of the drive home. There is never a dull and very seldom even a quiet moment in our lives right now, and I am so grateful for the fun we have.

Trust

Okay, well here goes! I had the opportunity to have a phone conversation with a new blog friend last week who God has used tremendously to encourage my faith and trust in him in all situations. She shared how therapeutic blogging has been for her and during our conversation we laughed about how hard it is to set aside time for journaling, scrap booking, etc with busy young families. So I decided to start blogging again for a couple of reasons. First, I want to have something for my children when they get older, since their baby books are pretty pathetic! (Sorry kids!) and also so that I can remind myself regularly of the love that is poured out on us continually. Today is Isaac's 3rd day at bible camp. He is 9 and has never been away from Brian and I for more than a night and only to grandma's, aside from a trip we took 31/2 years ago to Hawaii for our 10th anniversary. I miss him terribly and pray that his heart is being wooed by Father even as I type this. Father is revealing to me on an almost daily basis right now how much more I need to trust him with my kids. (Ha! I should say His kids) Anyway, He is showing me how I have attempted to shield them from struggle, conflict and suffering. From Joseph's spinal cord surgery to which class they are in this fall I have wanted to protect them. More than anything else I want them to experience His love in a genuine, authentic way. I want the Jesus that I introduce them to to be the real thing and not as Depheche Mode said "my own personal Jesus" contrived from my limited mind and experience. So I am endevouring to let go and trust more this week, reminding myself that we have the most incredible Father of all and He really does know best.