Four of our six grandkids were here with us yesterday. No parents. Just the kids. Ah, wildness. It was pretty much nonstop chaos when Cailyn was here with Kel's three boys. Kel and Christina went to a conference in Austin. Nathan had worked all night at the big fire here in Galveston, so he was sleeping. April had a big haircut appointment. They screamed and ran through the house and played with Nathan's old G.I. Joe stuff. At one point Cailyn took up residence in our bedroom under the guise of "putting the babies to sleep." Everyone who entered got the "shhh" treatment as she tried unsuccessfully to keep three dolls and one stuffed monkey asleep in their respective cribs. Ah, how play imitates life. She was quite the frustrated little mother.
After she went home and Chris left with Josiah to pick up Mom from Libbies Place, Jachin and Micah and I headed outside to do some serious preseason conditioning. That consisted of tossing a rubber baseball onto the roof and seeing who could be the first to grab it when it came rolling back down. I used to play that by myself for hours when I was growing up. Multiple players provided opportunities for a significantly greater number of complaints and collisions, but also provided the competition so desperately desired by first-born Jachin. Add to that the fact that the wind was blowing 20 or 30 miles per hour. That meant on numerous occasions the ball didn't come back down. Instead it blew completely over the top of the house. Also, not a problem, though, for two active boys and a somewhat less-active grandfather. I think Jachin's favorite activity opportunity, though, came when the ball got stuck in the gutter. I got out the ladder and let him crawl up top get it out. He was pretty careful. Told me he was afraid of really big heights; this wasn't so bad, though. Micah, on the other hand, got to the top of the ladder on his turn, but wouldn't let go to look in the gutter. I helped him back down. Jachin then informed me that Micah was very afraid of heights. Micah confirmed that informational tidbit, so I encouraged him for getting clear up to the top. Quite an encouragement for someone who knew going in what his fears were. Kind of like Chris getting through an MRI with her claustrophobia. Nice job, Micah.
Last night I went to a meeting of the organizers of the big benefit for Nathan and April. Those girls who put this thing together are amazing. They were gathering together all the stuff donated for the silent auction and raffle. That meant placing a value on everything and developing a minimum bid, as well as packaging some of the things. Then they had to print up some bid sheets. Setup for the whole affair begins around 8 this morning, and the event starts at 2:00. Barbeque chicken and fixings. Mechanical bull. Bouncy house for the kids. DJ with music. Dunking booth with, among others in the wet seat, Mayor Joe Jaworski, mayoral candidate Beau Rawlins, and …. Nathan. He wanted to do something to be involved. Please come on out and have some fun and help us raise some money to help Nathan and April cover some of their medical bills. 2 – 9 p.m. at the Firemen's Union Hall, 7401 Heards Lane in Galveston.
Isaiah 66:2 says, "This is the one I esteem: he who is humble and contrite in spirit, and trembles at my word."
Father, help me to be one who trembles at your word. Amen.
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