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Funny thing... I can't remember. My youngest was making it hard to hear... she proceeded to talk about wanting me to color with her and that she wanted to go home, I could not get her to go down to the nursery (she usually does and enjoys herself but not yesterday), and then she ventured off and I thought she went downstairs to the nursery after her big sister, until I hear the piano being played in the next room.
is that MY kid?
Then during joys and concerns I found out this man I deem as a father figure who has helped me so much in the last 10 years is seriously ill and in the hospital... he got an infection that spread through his body, he's having lung and heart problems, he has a trach., and I was told he can hear you and knows your voice but just kind of lays there. It is breaking me up. I called the family upon my return to home and no one was home... probably at the hospital. This is a father of one of my class mates from high school...named Chuck. I love him so much... it was such a shock to hear.
I also recall the church handing out the bags to fill for Carpenter's Place for women in India--"Joining Hands against Hunger". And it was the week for the praise and worship team to sing... great contemporary songs... some I hadn't heard yet "If we are the body" and this one I had heard, "Above All"--- I like that one. The other weeks it's the choir that sings.
OK... just looked at my program guide.. I remember now... We read from John 12:1-11 about Lazarus' resurrection from the dead and how the word spread...
Funny. That is something my son would have done when he was younger. In fact, I am pretty sure he did at one point.
and I forgot she tried going to the corner where the drums were first and I kept throwing her that... no, don't you touch it, look.
She took her pointer finger and touched it anyway.