Thursday, May 27, 2010

May 27 – “Window wood”

 

Hurricane season officially arrives here in Galveston on Tuesday.  And it lasts until November.  I sure pray we get another reprieve last we did last summer.  Although the excuse for a trip to visit Josh and Christi and Zak and Caleb is always nice.  As long we have a house to come back to.   Yesterday Nathan came over and helped me get the wood for protecting our windows cut.  It's one of those wonderful, I-live-on-an-island-sand-bar-off-the-coast-of-Texas things you have to do.  In fact we had to have the wood purchased and on site before we could technically get an occupancy permit for our rebuild after the storm.  What Nathan and I did was cut the sheets of plywood to fit the windows and doors.  One more thing to check off our list.  The best part of the whole thing, though, was the chance to hang out with Nathan and play with power tools.  Not to mention the fact that April and Cailyn were here, too.

 

Speaking of Cailyn, her thing yesterday was to walk around holding one of those little plastic Easter eggs in one hand and a double decker coat hanger in the other.  I wonder what was going on in her mind.  Every so often she would bring the egg to her Daddy and hand it to him.  He would "crack it open," and her mouth would fly open and her face would express total surprise.  Every time.  And there was never anything in there.  But, hey … you never know.  New things happen from minute to minute when you are 16 months old. 

 

This afternoon we go across the street to a neighborhood get-together.  The lady on our corner has invited our end of the street to come down for hot dogs and getting to know each other.  Great idea.  The timing works, too.  Our home group starts around seven.  The party is from 5:30 to 7. 

 

Leviticus 9:24 says, "Fire came out from the presence of the Lord and consumed the burnt offering and the fat portions on the altar. And when all the people saw it, they shouted for joy and fell facedown."

 

Father, help me to regain and maintain the joy and surprise of a 16 month old opening up each new minute you give.  Amen.


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