Saturday

Ok so it’s Saturday and sleeping in is out of the question. I wake and as I sit up my feet touch the smooth hardwood floors. I make it to the kitchen and my feet are now chilled with the touch of the cold ceramic tiles. So cold in fact that it wakes me just a little. I smile as I am reminded of what God will allow today.

Today will be as full as my week has been. I spent this last week with Life Changers from all walks of life. I am humbled to be in the mist of such people. But nothing could top what I will experience today. Even though I am tired I anticipate the day before me. I return back to the bedroom and as Jacob is getting ready I rush him, just so he has time to stop and get me some oatmeal for breakfast. (Ok here it is, no I don’t know how to make edible oatmeal. I have to pay two dollars every day just to have breakfast!) I know I am a sad little thing huh.

Ok back to my Saturday. It’s still early and the sun kisses me with greatness as we make it to the football field ready and anxious to watch my son, Josh play football. It is a brisk but yet beautiful day and the field is covered with dotting parents. Children in uniform all being coached by dads on the sidelines. Each child empowered by the words of their parents. Humbly I say, Josh, my son is a power house. I stand ready to watch as each player that stands in front of him will unwilling be sat down. I am blessed at what God has allowed today.

As amazing as this games is we must leave with only 30 minutes into the game. We even walk out the gate backwards trying to capture as much of the game as possible. Keila and Tristan will stay and make sure he is cheered on. The parking lot seems to be 20 miles away. Finally we make it to our car and quickly hop in. We rush across town just in time to see our baby girl walk on the field like a boss. Yes you heard me Like a Boss. She too is a power house it’s just on a different kind of field, the cross country field. It doesn’t take long before we begin to run like the crazy parents we are. We are yelling and running alongside just close enough for her to hear me say go baby go. I scan the uneven earth wishing I could see as far out as she will run but the earth will not allow us this view. It lays before us as God has intended. She crosses the line, I grab her and love her proud of her fight for the finish. She has cut her time by a minute. I am blessed at what God has allowed today.

Two sports events under our belt and now we must head to Amarillo as my son is struggling with his truck again. I don’t know the whole plan I just know it has something to do with tires and I will happily ride along.

So off we go finally on the highway in Jacobs 66’. We are chatting with the window rolled down taking in this day that God has allowed. We smile as we chat about our babies and in a split second, time decides to stop. The traffic ahead of us has also decided to stop. From where I sit I can see over twenty cars trying to make it uphill. Nothing is moving up Buffalo Hill. Well only us at around 60 MPH. I see the stopped cars inches from us and I am ready for impact. I look over at Jacob and at the same moment he looks over at me. We gently smile and say I love you with our eyes. I reach down to unbuckle my seat belt, these old cars only have the lap belt and I worry of what it will do to my body when we hit. Jacob looks at the steering wheel and knows it will stop him from flying out the window. We both worry of the other people that will be hurt.

It is a still moment and there are no words spoken. It’s like we are staring at a painting. We see everything as if we are watching from outside of the truck. The week flashes before me and I am thankful I have given and I am thankful I have loved. I am thankful of the good life God has allowed me and I whisper, “sustain us”. Ephesians 1: 16 I have not stopped giving thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers. In that same moment I am satisfied that I have Lived Authentically. Are you Living Authentically? I think of my children and our insurance policy in the bottom drawer of the night stand. I think of the pop tart man that came by the office to deliver pop tarts for the teenagers we help. I remember the people I saw this week, I remember the I love yous I gave and I remember the hugs I gave. John 13:34 "A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.” What did you give this week?

I think of my oldest and how beautifully she will continue this work. I see my oldest son presiding over our funeral. I think of my young author and what she has to share. I think of my baby boy and how he will remind so many of his dad. I am glad at what God has allowed today.

Suddenly there is inches between two cars and we slither through them as if that’s what we had planned to do all along.

  I don’t have it all together and I don’t have it all right but I can honestly I have given, I have loved and I have served with everything I have till this point. Galatians 6:9 “ Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”

Bless God for another Sunday. Deuteronomy 31:8 The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged."