04 August 2007

Counting blessings...

I drove home from Watertown on Wednesday with a vanload of sleepy, worn-out kids. We had another dental appointment over there, so we decided to bring a couple friends and check out their newly remodeled municipal pool, which now has a waterpark nearly as large and just as nice as any we have been to previously, with the added bonus of costing far less than any of the others. We met my brother and his wife at McD's (fine dining is irrelevant with that many kids along) then headed to the pool. It was awesome. Plenty of options for all ages and thrill-seeking levels, and lots of lounge chairs. You could get as wet as you wanted (or didn't want) and relax next to the pool or sand pit in comfort. Wednesday was one of the first overcast days in a while, and it was midweek, so it's quite possible uncomfortably packed at other times, but our trip was an overall success, despite the loss of my favorite sunglasses.
After swimming, Uncle Don, who had a good night at the casino previously, wanted to treat for a movie, so we saw the Simpsons. Pretty much a 90 minute episode, but fun. The kids were all blissfully (for me!) quiet and tuckered out as I drove home, disturbed only by freakishly large flocks of turkeys, then pheasants, alongside the road. It was odd enough I wondered if someone was shooting a wildlife tourism commercial in the area. I actually had composed some thoughts about what I deemed blogworthy, when the radio station broke in with a news report of the 35W bridge collapse.
Perspective is a humbling thing. No-one gives a rat's patootie about my happy little mommy day when it is unknown how many mommies are trapped in the rubble or underwater. We now know of three dead mommies and at least one missing, along with her daughter, not to mention the daddies, brothers, sons, sisters. Patric Reusse of the Star Tribune had a similar perspective he shared in Thursday's edition. All our loved ones have checked in safely, their routes taking them elsewhere or elsewhen. Timing is, indeed, everything.
I slept poorly last night; iPastor came to bed a little later than me, which is not unusual, but for some reason it threw off my sleep pattern. I finally gave up at 5:20, planning to walk the dogs. iPastor had closed the window (despite the recent heat it has been cooling off beautifully at night!) so it wasn't until I got into the bathroom that I heard rain. Rain!!! Very badly needed rain. No storms, hail, or wind (yet?) but a nice, gentle soaking rain. So the dogs got a quickie trip out the door to take care o' business, and I get teatime on the net. I have to work soon, but I managed to steal an hour for myself. I've already encountered two of our foreign kids online, so its been a treat.
This song comes to mind with events, both literal and figurative, so I'll leave you with the words of Bart Millard and Mercy Me:

Bring The Rain

I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You
With all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You?

Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times

So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll
be days When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain

I am yours regardless of
the clouds that may loom above
because you are much greater than my pain
you who made a way for me
suffering your destiny
so tell me,
what's a little rain?

Holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy, holy
is the lord God almighty
is the lord God almighty
I'm forever singing
Holy holy holy
you are holy
you are holy


Just Me said...

I had a some similar thoughts when I heard about the bridge collaspe. Here were all these people who 'thought' they were going home, or going somewhere - and suddenly they are standing before God. I wondered how many had been on cells phones, or had had fights with their spouses -and I wondered how many of us, were releasing what were really the important things in life! Amazing how tragedy can make you 'think' alittle harder eh? And...I prayed for all those families, that in the blink of an eye, lost someone special. Then I prayed for all those that survived, that they had their own revelation - not of fear- but of second chances...of making things right, that needed to be right..and loving those closest to them! Counting blessings - we should do it every Day!

Cliff said...

Very informative and interesting post plus the added jerk back to reality. Some events truly make us realize what is important in our lives. I'm thankful that you and yours are safe and pray for those families under so much grief right now.
Thanks for making me think Gette.

MamaMichelsBabies said...

I, after that bridge collapse, had gotten into quite the row with Big Ug before he left for work... previous to it, I'd have let him go, knowing us and our tempers well enough to know all would get righted when he came home. But that instance, I couldn't let him go to work and not have at least made things somewhat right between us.. that put things into a perspective I wish we didn't have to know.

And lately, the pool or the beach is the only place to be... it's to hot for much else.

Peter said...

Hi Gette, thanks for stopping by Holtieshouse and any suggestions
iParson can make re the naming of the ....
I like the concept of names preceded by the small i as in iPod, iPhone etc maybe I can get a name like that?
iSlow-wash, iPlod, iWash??
I see we share Cliff as a reader, love his posts.