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Yeah, you know….we all want to change the world. Even the Iranians. Don’t believe me? Read this blog post. YOU can help. You can Twitter, you can talk about it, you can call attention to the situation on your blog, Facebook, MySpace, etc. Most importantly, you can pray. Many, many want Ahmedinejad and/or the Ayatollah out of power. Most want fair elections. You can’t ignore the thousands in the streets, and the many more silently agreeing. Revolution may be afoot in Iran. The world cannot afford to ignore it, even if it seems politically safe here to do so. It’s been on my mind & heart lately…I am struck by the thousands risking their lives to get a fair shake in the political process there. Conversely, I feel like America is asleep to this and many concerns abroad and at home. [We're all tempted to get sucked into the 'Jon & Kate' drama, when there are many couples going through their own marital meltdowns privately, alone, and with less resources available to them. C'mon.] On one hand, I’d like to bury my head in the sand. On another, I want to shout from the rooftop. Instead, I blog.
Because I Need To Remember This: I caught Reese singing a few lines under her breath today, and it took me the better part of an hour to figure out what she was singing…”Jesus conquered the grave.” Turns out, she remembered it from Sunday worship and tells me it’s her favorite song:
[I find it a little awkward to watch a live-worship video - but I sure do like the song. So just close your eyes if it bugs you like it does me.]
I got to explain to Reese what it means that Jesus “conquered the grave” – and she brought out her children’s Bible to show me her favorite illustration – the stone rolled away from Jesus’ tomb. Bought the song on iTunes, and while we were playing it for the umpteen-millionth time, Reese spread a banquet of play food across the floor “for Jesus”, she said.
She made a meal for Jesus, because it just made sense to her. She and Liam danced together in circles.
It blew my mind a little to see how much our girl has taken to heart. In the mundane of our days, I tend to forget about these new-ish lives, absorbing everything that comes their way. The wonder. When Michael came home from work, Reese shouted out the window, “DADDY! WE HAVE JESUS IN HERE!”
Like a child. Be still my heart.
Reese turned four on May 3rd. I am so behind on my blogging - I hear in my mind all of these words – and can’t find the time to jot it all down lately. And it breaks my ha-ahahah-ahahah -ahahahahah-art. So please bear with my bloggy sluggishness while I enjoy the nice weather while it lasts! It never lasts long enough, does it?
Back to the birthday. The only thing Reese wanted for her birthday was a Sleeping Beauty cake (my little girl is suddenly into princesses! eeek-ack-gag-ahem-ohhowsweet), and I was inclined to oblige. Thanks to my friend, Deanna, who has the princess cake down to a science, Reese got the Sleeping Beauty cake of her dreams. She even made it blue, just like R.P. wanted it. (‘R.P.’ = ‘Reecey Piecey’) Tell me that isn’t glorious! We were all delighted.
So our little girl is four years old. Wowza. She astounds me and delights me on a daily basis. The apple of my eye. By the way, have I mentioned that I wanted to name her Apple? Or Scout? Yeah. Both got vetoed by the other voting party. Maybe it was for the best. Either way, I’ve got a lovely, ornery daughter, and I’m glad to have her.
