Just thought that I would lighten up a little and share with you just one more reason for my gray hair and shattered nerves. Jesi got her licence last week. Lord help us all :)
My heart knows but my head says are you sure??
12 years ago
Monday, August 13, 2007
My Latest Reason To Worry
Just thought that I would lighten up a little and share with you just one more reason for my gray hair and shattered nerves. Jesi got her licence last week. Lord help us all :)Sunday, August 12, 2007
Two Sides to Every Airport
While picking up Matthew at the airport Saturday Lynetta and I noticed something profound. We noticed it at about the same time.
One of our shared hobbies has always been people watching - especially in airports. We love to watch people interact and then try to figure out their stories.
We were watching a young Asian couple quietly huddled together on a bench. It was obvious from their affections that one of them would soon be leaving and one of them would be staying behind. Perhaps it was just the mood we were in (a direct result of the emotional roller coaster we have been on lately) but the scene soon became very sad and very hard to watch. The closer the time came for the one to depart, the more desperate and intense the embraces became. They were not even trying to hide their tears. It was as if no one else was around.
Of course there were other people around - lots of people. We saw a little boy clinging to his grandmother. He was crying (more like wailing) and pleading with her not to leave. There was a large family obviously sending their first child off to some far away college. The emotions were intense - the scenes all heartbreaking. We soon found ourselves being drawn into the sadness.
We watched as the young Asian couple finally separated - their fingers reaching and touching just as far and as long as they could. It was the man who was leaving. The young woman stood alone and watched him until he finally disappeared behind the terminal. Then she slowly turned and walked away - alone - in a sea of people - desperately alone. The tears in her eyes and the pain in her heart were contagious. We didn't know her, but our hearts were breaking for her
Then, suddenly, across the aisle, on the other side of the airport, we heard cheering - shouts of joy and celebration. It seemed very out of place and highly inappropriate.
We quickly realised that there was another side to this airport. There was the departure side and there was the arrival side. The departure side was sad, painful, and depressing. The arrival side on the other hand was pure joy. Lynetta and I looked at each other at same time and smiled. Almost in unison we said, "Were sitting on the wrong side of the airport!"
One of our shared hobbies has always been people watching - especially in airports. We love to watch people interact and then try to figure out their stories.
We were watching a young Asian couple quietly huddled together on a bench. It was obvious from their affections that one of them would soon be leaving and one of them would be staying behind. Perhaps it was just the mood we were in (a direct result of the emotional roller coaster we have been on lately) but the scene soon became very sad and very hard to watch. The closer the time came for the one to depart, the more desperate and intense the embraces became. They were not even trying to hide their tears. It was as if no one else was around.
Of course there were other people around - lots of people. We saw a little boy clinging to his grandmother. He was crying (more like wailing) and pleading with her not to leave. There was a large family obviously sending their first child off to some far away college. The emotions were intense - the scenes all heartbreaking. We soon found ourselves being drawn into the sadness.
We watched as the young Asian couple finally separated - their fingers reaching and touching just as far and as long as they could. It was the man who was leaving. The young woman stood alone and watched him until he finally disappeared behind the terminal. Then she slowly turned and walked away - alone - in a sea of people - desperately alone. The tears in her eyes and the pain in her heart were contagious. We didn't know her, but our hearts were breaking for her
Then, suddenly, across the aisle, on the other side of the airport, we heard cheering - shouts of joy and celebration. It seemed very out of place and highly inappropriate.
We quickly realised that there was another side to this airport. There was the departure side and there was the arrival side. The departure side was sad, painful, and depressing. The arrival side on the other hand was pure joy. Lynetta and I looked at each other at same time and smiled. Almost in unison we said, "Were sitting on the wrong side of the airport!"
As we travel through this life we must endure many departures - some short term ones, and others more permanent. It helps to know that the more painful and difficult the departure, the sweeter and more glorious the reunion. In other words, no matter how tough it gets down here in this life just remember: We are all just temporarially sitting on the wrong side of the airport.
Revelation 21:4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
A Quick Update
Matthew called today. He is doing fine. Actually he's doing great.. It seems that his birth family lives on a lake, and have a boat, with lots of toys. So don't feel too sorry for him.
Lynetta and I celebrated his good furtune by going to Walmart and spending $300.00 on stuff he will need to head off to college Monday. So, life goes on.
When he gets home maybe I can talk him into writing on this blog and sharing some of his pictures and stories.
Thank you all for your interest, thoughts, comments and prayers!
Lynetta and I celebrated his good furtune by going to Walmart and spending $300.00 on stuff he will need to head off to college Monday. So, life goes on.
When he gets home maybe I can talk him into writing on this blog and sharing some of his pictures and stories.
Thank you all for your interest, thoughts, comments and prayers!
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Waiting for Word
Today the National news is fixed on the unknown fate of the six miners trapped in a coal mine out in Utah. The agony of each passing minute for the families and loved ones is unimaginable.
My heart truly goes out to them. I have prayed for those families. I ask you to do the same.
I do not in anyway mean to minimise the horror of that situation, but I wanted to tell you about another agonizing wait.
Lynetta put Matthew on an airplane this afternoon and sent him off to Florida. There waiting for him to get off of that plane in Tampa was Laura, his birth mother, Connor, his 15 year old full brother, and Blake and Austin, his 10 & 8 year old half brothers, and his maternal grandparents.
We are very grateful that Matthew is getting this opportunity to meet his birth family, but we must admit it is a little unnerving - especially for Lynetta.
So, here we sit waiting for word - any word. We know that he got there safe - and we are greatful. We know that he will be treated with all of the love in the world - and we are greatful. But what we really need to know is how he is inside. Matthew is a very mature independent young man in many ways, but he is still very young at heart. We are still, I suppose, a little over protective of that heart.
Tonight after supper I pulled out a few old photographs of Matthew and his sisters. I heard sniffling behind me. I turned around to see Lynetta with big crocodile tears in her eyes. So I put the pictures away and gave her a big hug.
Every time the phone rings we both jump out of our skin. He had better call soon!
My heart truly goes out to them. I have prayed for those families. I ask you to do the same.
I do not in anyway mean to minimise the horror of that situation, but I wanted to tell you about another agonizing wait.
Lynetta put Matthew on an airplane this afternoon and sent him off to Florida. There waiting for him to get off of that plane in Tampa was Laura, his birth mother, Connor, his 15 year old full brother, and Blake and Austin, his 10 & 8 year old half brothers, and his maternal grandparents.
We are very grateful that Matthew is getting this opportunity to meet his birth family, but we must admit it is a little unnerving - especially for Lynetta.
So, here we sit waiting for word - any word. We know that he got there safe - and we are greatful. We know that he will be treated with all of the love in the world - and we are greatful. But what we really need to know is how he is inside. Matthew is a very mature independent young man in many ways, but he is still very young at heart. We are still, I suppose, a little over protective of that heart.
Tonight after supper I pulled out a few old photographs of Matthew and his sisters. I heard sniffling behind me. I turned around to see Lynetta with big crocodile tears in her eyes. So I put the pictures away and gave her a big hug.
Every time the phone rings we both jump out of our skin. He had better call soon!
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Reunion
I'm sorry that I have not updated this blog in a while. There has been a lot going on.
The Letters that arrived were awsome. Laura sounds like everything we have always prayed that she would be. It is a very exciting, emotional and nervous time for all of us - especially Matthew.
Laura told Matthew that he has a grandfather who has been praying for him by name each day for the past 18 years. He is now in poor health and he has made it his dream to someday meet Matthew. Well, he will soon get the chance. I just bought Matthew an airline ticket. He flys out next Thursday morning. Please keep him in your prayers. (He is trying to be cool about this, but we can tell that it really has him tore up)
Where is Geraldo Rivera and his camera crew when you need him? This reunion would make a great TV movie!
The Letters that arrived were awsome. Laura sounds like everything we have always prayed that she would be. It is a very exciting, emotional and nervous time for all of us - especially Matthew.
Laura told Matthew that he has a grandfather who has been praying for him by name each day for the past 18 years. He is now in poor health and he has made it his dream to someday meet Matthew. Well, he will soon get the chance. I just bought Matthew an airline ticket. He flys out next Thursday morning. Please keep him in your prayers. (He is trying to be cool about this, but we can tell that it really has him tore up)
Where is Geraldo Rivera and his camera crew when you need him? This reunion would make a great TV movie!
Friday, July 27, 2007
The Letters
We received two letters in the mail yesterday. One was addressed to Matthew - the other to Matthew's parents. They arrived just in time for Matthew's eighteenth birthday.
It's really too soon to reveal the content of the letters publicly, but I will tell you that they were from a wonderful Christian lady named Laura. (see part one)
It's really too soon to reveal the content of the letters publicly, but I will tell you that they were from a wonderful Christian lady named Laura. (see part one)
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