September 14 – “Where else could it be?”

Another long night last night with Mom.  She felt compelled to do things like rearrange the dishes in the dishwasher.  At one point she decided she needed to come into our bedroom and turn on the light.  I was still in bed, and she made that move before Chris could get over to stop her. Chris had moved to the spare bedroom to be closer to her, but Mom eluded capture just long enough to get the light on.  Never a dull moment around here, even at 3 or 4 in the morning.  I was going to take a walk when I got up at 6, but Mom had just gone back to bed, so I told Chris to try to get some sleep and I would stick around in case Mom needed to go reorganize the books on my shelf or maybe sort through our DVD collection. 

I have begun the tedious process of scanning our old photos onto the computer so we will have backups.  For those of you who don’t know, Chris is an avid photographer and chronicler of family events.  We have twenty or thirty thick photo albums detailing our life together.  I’m up to 1981 now, the time we spent at Woodland Baptist Church in the Heights area of Houston.  Up to this point the pictures have come in all shapes and sizes, reflecting the many different cameras we have had.  When we first got married we couldn’t afford a camera at all, so there are not many photos from our years at Langwood Baptist Church in Houston.  Somewhere in there we got a Polaroid, so there is a hefty accumulation of that type.  Finally in 1981 we bought a very nice 35 millimeter.  The reason was so we could have a camera that took pictures without a flash.  That’s what was required if we were going to take part in that brand new opportunity that was just opening up – the husband going into the delivery room for the birth of a child and actually recording the event in pictures.  Amazing.  Cutting edge.  Thank you, Josh, for being born into such an advanced technological era.  From the photo album standpoint, it has made scanning pictures a lot easier.  The scanner has finally been able to recognize that there are five different pictures on the screen and subsequently it identifies them as such.  Now I don’t have to draw the box around each one separately.    It has made reminiscing about that one dream vacation we took a lot easier.  Where did we go on that grand experience?  The National Baseball Hall of Fame, of course.  Where else could it be? 

Psalms 29:3-4 says, “The voice of the Lord is over the waters; the God of glory thunders, the Lord thunders over the mighty waters.  The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is majestic.”

Father, forgive me for the times I don’t hear your voice.  It’s obviously turned up loud enough.  Amen.