I was sick this weekend. I caught the yucky bug that seems to be going around here lately. All of my friends and/or their children have been sick in the past couple of weeks - starting the night before school started. Actually, I guess I'm a bit surprised that I managed to avoid catching the bug for as long as I did, but it hit me pretty hard this weekend. I was wiped out - didn't get to do anything fun!! I had to stay home from church yesterday, because I felt like I was going to pass out or throw up or both every time I got out of bed. You know me, it's like torture to stay home from church. - And of course, I always feel guilty for not being there to fulfill my calling or to take my children to church....
Well, I must say that I was very proud of Rebekah. Knowing that I was sick and couldn't take her to church didn't quench her determination to make it there. She got all dressed and ready to go, and then she picked up the phone and called my friend, Elizabeth, to ask for a ride! (Ben then tagged along, so he got to go to church too.) -- Katie would have done the same, but she was sick too, so I wouldn't let her go to church, and she wasn't very happy about that!! It always makes me so proud to see that my kids have their priorities straight. I don't know if I would have been that dedicated at age 6....
Anyway, I feel extremely loved. Elizabeth not only gave my children a ride to and from church, but then she brought me dinner so that I didn't have to cook - and when she dropped it off, she stayed and washed my dishes for me!! Wow! Talk about spoiled! Maybe I should get sick more often! (Just kidding - it's not worth it, even for that!)
Elizabeth wasn't the only one, though. I had TWO other friends call to check on me and to offer to bring me dinner or whatever else I needed in order to feel better. (Thanks Regina and Barb!) I guess sometimes the Lord gives us trials in order to remind us how lucky and blessed and loved we truly are!!
This is awesome! Although, it doesn't surprise me that the kids were determined to get to church. I still remember when I first met you... Phil was gone, I had know idea who he was or where he was... all I knew was that there was a sister with 4 kids who came by herself week after week to church, complete with staying for choir practice mind you, she had a baby-baby, and all the kids sat quietly by themselves when she got up to sing with the choir. I know it wasn't easy for you to do, but it's very easy to understand your kids action when they had and have (unfortunately... when will the Air Force have their brain surgery? I'm thinking a lobotomy might be the only hope for them.) a great example. I hope you're on the up and up. Oh! And I meant to ask, what school are your kids going to? Are they not on base anymore?
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