We are gearing up for a day away - heading north to Superior, with two van loads of half little ones and half adults. As John and I were reading the office this morning - I could tell that it was a feastday, and when we investigated we found out that it was St Thomas, The Apostle, and immediately I recalled that it is July 3rd and the 27th anniversary of my sister, Mary's, death! And with that memory comes the sadness at remembering the baby I lost at 3 1/2 months then - I named him Thomas. I got a call the day she died that my baby was dead, and lost him while at my parent's house the night before my sister's wake. I ended up in the hospital due to hemorrhaging that wouldn't stop. It was all hugely hard in my life, and brought tears this morning with comforting hugs from my kids...
So time is limited, but we are walking on holy ground with this day of deep memory and pain, which walks with us on our journey carrying our Most Cherished Cross and following after Jesus! "Glory, the teacher said, was like when the sun's light flashed off of the crest of every wave making the whole lake look like jumping, glittering silver. Suz could picture it immediately, she knew how it would make her feel; it was glorious on such days.." Treasures by Nancy Cross. Jesus, we trust in YOU.
Bless-bless, Barb
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