ehhem.
Excuse me.
I feel somewhat conspicuous showing up here after all this time. Am I alone again in cyber space?
It feels quiet.
Just me tonight and my laptop. Cheese-bun, check. Ooooh, glass of Cabernet, check. And a wonderful, secret, miracle.
I just couldn't keep it to myself.
The Lord can do whatever he wants to do whenever he wants to do it. That (*snap*) fast. If he wants to. Which after all the waiting and the silence and the sadness, he did. Today he wanted to bring the Kingdom to my little corner of the planet. Because he loves me. And all of us.
So the story goes something like this.
Once upon a time a good man with a messy life died. He had four kids he loved very much with two separate women who did not feel similarly about each other. The kids loved their dad, each other and their respective mothers. Upon his death shit got messy. Some kids felt they were left out. Some kids were trying to do the best they could do and ended up hurting other kids. It was messy. Pretty soon no one was speaking to each other. Somewhere in the mess everyone began to suspect the definition of family had changed.
Until today.
It started out a little jerky, a touch awkward. The sun was still warm and the breeze (with that promise of coming fall) smelled like blooming flowers and warm grass. But my littlest bro and I joined the throngs of teenagers at the mini-golf place close to his house. We played 18 holes (3 of them twice) of mini golf together like siblings who love each other. Which we are. Our other two brothers were no yet able to join us. But they'll come around. When the time is right, when they least expect, God will break their hearts too.
Highlight of the evening:
Me: Okay J, good to see you.
Him: Hey, I thought my name was Fat Tony (smiles)
Me: Oh yeah. I guess I said if I ever stopped calling you that it was because you were getting fat!
Him: You said you'd call me Slim Jim if I got fat.
Me: Oh yeah, well, Fat Tony it is.
Him: Yeah. Ok. See ya.
Riding my bike home tonight I just knew that I had two fathers in heaven smiling down on me.
Thanks for giving me my brother back.
(One down...three to go.)
Louise you are special and I am smiling at this story, I also am going to pray about this after i get off the computer.
ReplyDeleteLove you!
-Lacey
I kept you on my RSS feed juuuuust in case you ever started writing again. You have a wonderful gift. So glad my hope was not in vain. :) Welcome back and excited to read all that God is still doing.
ReplyDelete~Christy Z
you're back! every once in a while i still check and i'd almost given up hope. but- you're back. ahhhh, that's better...
ReplyDeletethere are no stories i love hearing more than hope within broken, messy families.
ReplyDeletethanks for coming back! now onto your most recent one!