Will blog later.
Meanwhile, Thank you, God.
We just got our daughter off to YWAM this morning, so did two friends drop off their sons from Atlanta.
Also this morning, I heard the Keith Green song, "Asleep in the Light".
Not that this was hard, but it brought tears to my eyes.
Keith Green, I understand, was partially responsible for beginning YWAM. He helped cast the vision, I believe.
Back to the song. Have any of you heard it? It's about caring about the lost vs. being complacent as a believer. There's a pretty large group of youngsters about to care for the lost, lonely, hurting. The song never fails to challenge me and to break my heart.
Please pray for these young people.
Some of them have come from 1/2 way around the world--first time away from home.
My daughter shares a room with 5 other girls. Iron will sharpen iron. Hopefully lovingly.
I believe God had me hear that song. I'll see if I can look up and post the lyrics.
here they are:
Asleep in the Light
by Keith Green
My daughter's last week at home. Then she goes to YWAM.
It's the end of an era. Bittersweet. Melancholy.
Necessary to her personal growth, at this juncture. Exciting, in a way.
I can tell you this:
My husband absolutely delights in her, so I'm concerned about how he'll take this.
She helps keep me the house straight after hurricane younger brother hits (1 year younger). Now I'll have to, clean up a lot more, get after him a lot more!
Our family time will feel completely different.
Erma Bombeck once said that to be a mother meant having your heart walk around outside of you for the rest of your life.
Boy, did she nail that one. Looks like my heart is going on a world tour. God bless and protect her.
God bless our last week of this precious era. In Jesus' name.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about this article.
At first, I was just struck with the beauty of the music, but that settled into a kind of sadness.
I wish we weren't in such a rush.
I think it's sad that we don't have time for beauty.
The Brazilian shoe shine lady in the article said that a thing like this would never happen in Brazil. I think it wouldn't happen in most countries. I know we're into productivity in this country, and yes, I know that context does matters, but this is sad.
If there was one thing I could change about our culture, I would slow us down and have us 'live' more and be less harried.
In a slower paced world, we'd recognize this kind of treasure, and we'd take it in. We, ourselves, would produce more beauty.
Sigh. I truly am saddened by our driven, harried
state that has rendered us senseless to beauty.
We're WAY out of balance. (And I am rarely dogmatic).