We've had some shocks and trauma in the family this week.
We're all physically safe and well, but my sister's world has changed suddenly and dramatically.
The heart ache is substantial. The burden is heavy. The pain is great.
My children endured the sorrow and confusion yesterday.
They played together, while I was on the phone.
They watched a movie while I cried, and tried to regain composure.
They prayed with me while I sought peace and guidance.
I love them so much.
Today I needed to enjoy them.
We did a 1/2 day of "official" school, and then took a field trip to a creek, with friends.
Not to talk or sort through anything.
We needed the quiet waters of the 23rd Psalm.
We needed sunshine and water,
We needed the kind of discoveries that little boys find.
They caught butterflies.
They awed in wonder at little treasures,
like tadpoles and frogs.
The river seemed to wash a little of the sadness away.
Please just keep covering my sister in prayer.