June 29 – “Micah’s World”

I have about a 30 minute window before everyone gets back.  It is so quiet.  Christina's sisters left awhile ago.  Jachin and Micah are at a friend's house.  Christina is shopping.  April came to get Cailyn, but her internet air card wouldn't work, so she used ours to finish her final and send it in.  Apparently there is a global outage for T Mobile users.  Sorry about that crisis, T Mobile people.  Nathan came by while they were still here.  They just left.  Mom is still here, but I think she is basking in the quiet as well.    Chris' Mom is sleeping a lot.  Chris' sister arrived from Virginia, and they are trying to set up a day when her brothers can come as well.  That's the day they want me to come, too.  A hospice social worker came by today to ask what their plans were if a hurricane evacuation proved necessary.  Hospice teams in whatever city they go to will pick up the care for as long as they are there.  Chris' Mom said she wasn't going anywhere.   It has been more and more of a riot around here with our extra boarders.  The workers are coming along with their house repairs.  They textured today and plan to paint tomorrow.  Then Thursday Kel and Christina and the boys leave for a wedding in San Antonio.  So they won't get to really enjoy it until they return.    Today Jachin was at baseball camp when it started raining.  The camp started yesterday.  The coach gave them a few rules for the week.  Rule number three was the most interesting.  "No kissing."  For some reason Jachin thought that one might have been a joke.  I told him that was no joke.  He better not be kissing anybody at baseball camp.   This morning I entered into Micah's world for a few moments.  We were in the kitchen  playing catch with the Frisbee he got for his birthday.  We were careful, though.  Any time the Frisbee hit a cabinet one of us would point accusingly at the perpetrator and say, "You are in trouble now."  That would inevitably result in peals of laughter from Micah.  Funny stuff.  My favorite of the day, though, was when he taught me some of the new language he was speaking.  Sounded like totally random nonsense syllables to me, so I asked him to translate some words.  The first was "jochtcha."  He used that one several times, so I stopped the game and asked him just what "jochtcha" meant.  Without batting an eye or hesitating even a second, he answered, "Two o'clock."  Well, of course.  How could I not know that?  I cautiously pressed a bit more after that.  I had to know what "lowenks" meant as well.  "Oh, that," he replied.  "That's when you crash jochtcha."  How foolish of me not to pick that one up, either.  He seemed to be on a translation roll, so I tried one more time.  How about "hokalees"?  Now, I'm not sure of the spelling, you understand.  And this phonetic attempt probably misses some of the subtle nuances of the language.  But again, just as quickly, he shot back with his answer, and I knew immediately we were at the end of our lesson for the day.  See, in Micah's world, "hokalees," loosely translated, means, well, let's just leave that one in Micah's world.  Enough said.   Numbers 6:24-26 says, "The Lord bless you and keep you; 25 the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you; 26 the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace."   Father, please take a peek and grant that same peace to Chris and her family.  Amen.