Matt unexpectedly leads our dinner prayer with guests in Creole, and as I amen and turn to pass the salad to Lily, tears are pouring down her cheeks. Due to covid, and I can't take Ben to gymnastics, and so I can't go in and watch the three girls, and Sofie begs me to find some solution, and bursts out, "Miss Sarah Douglas would help us! She loves us!" and it's my eyes that are wet this time, because she is right...already, graciously, there are people in our lives that our children know love them, and would help, and I didn't know if that would ever be again.
Nora answers every question in her daily journal entry with "Sam and Joel." What show does she like to watch? The one with Sam and Joel. What is her favorite food? Eating with Sam and Joel. What is her secret that no one knows? That I have an imaginary watch I talk into and Sam and Joel hear me. Those three ran around continually, and all our jokes that they were like siblings has left Nora stuck...she misses her brothers, and it stings that I can't do anything about it.
Matt is SO incredibly busy trying to teach a class, prepare for graduation, alumni day, board meetings, and his inauguration, all the 11th and 12th, and also speaking at Sharptown University September 13-15th, then heading to Jersey for more speaking the 19th-28th. His parents and brother's family will be coming for his inauguration, and so will Dad and Cindy, and several mentors of Matt's, and while it is all a lot to plan for, they will be good, rich, busy days. We'd love your prayers...he's quite overwhelmed.
Homeschool has been so rich, so stretching, full of such precious moments (Ben has been memorizing the girls daily Bible passage without us realizing it) and such challenging ones (if someone isn't in tears over math...). Tomorrow includes a playdate with four sibling friends, and Friday, a play date with four different sibling friends, and I'm so thankful, even without going to school, even without finding a church, even with covid, that the girls are truly finding some good genuine friends. Next week, also on the 11th, the girls start their Friday program, and they are excited.
I look at precious pictures of loved babies in Haiti, and miss them and their parents so much. Our families post pictures of our nieces and nephew, and we miss them till it hurts. The girls ask for many people we can't provide, and the Lord provides many people we couldn't have provided, either, and so.
I keep my nose in my Bible, I thank Him for all the sweet, small things, and my prayers are simple and steady.
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