Perfect Day

It has been a tough couple of months. Heavy, dark, spiritually intense months. I still haven't wrapped my mind around what God was doing or protecting us from or what spiritual truth I was supposed to learn. Because clearly I haven't quite learned it yet.

But today… today was one of those oasis days. First, Paul slept until 7:00 am. SEVEN A.M.! Then he snuggled into bed with me to watch some Sheriff Callie. One of these days his viewing tastes will catch up to his age, but right now I'm thrilled he enjoys Sheriff Callie and Gaspard (not sure if that's the name - can't quite tell if they are rabbits or dogs, but they're all quite innocent and respectful so they can be whatever animals they wish.)

After a few shows he wanted to read. ON HIS OWN. WITH A BOOK. I can't even tell you how exciting this is. He loves stories, and being read to, but reading on his own is hard, hard work. (Monday he started the Minds-in-Motion sensory therapy summer program. I don't want to jump the gun, but he seems much less frustrated the last couple of days with tasks that require vision and auditory focus.) While he read (A BOOK!) I finalized his and Trent's registrations for Mexico Family Camp with Amor Ministries. (Serious leap of faith - they'll join a team from Sherwood Oaks Christian Church to build a home alongside a Mexican family in Tijuana.)

Then I finalized Sam's campus visits to Vanderbilt and Belmont, and arranged for a few fun excursions while we're in Nashville.

The reading fun wore off after about 40 minutes, so Rachel, our friend from Spain played basketball with him while I packed our gear and lunches. Then the four of us headed to the pool to meet some teacher friends.

It took Paul a bit to warm up to the new environment, but eventually he was off and running with friends from school so the teenagers could lay out and read their books and I could chat with my friends. Gorgeous sunny day, not too hot, I may have gotten a bit sunburned.

And when I got home - a letter from the county jury pool stating that the trial for which I had been scheduled to serve next week was settled and "no further action is required on your behalf."

Now rookie baseball and then a late dinner - European style - thanks to Rachel who wants to go to culinary school. (Um…yes…you may practice at our house. All summer. That will be fine.)

Thanks, God. I needed this day.