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The Errand of Angels

It’s 5:39am and I’m up with a congested little girl. On a positive note… we went to bed early. On the other hand, she was up every couple hours. Last night was rough.

Josh and Sam are asleep on the floor at the foot of my bed. It’s become a habit since Jake left. Last night there was howling wind and driving rain… a real storm. Fall must be on its way. Sam was afraid our house would collapse on top of us. I explained that the house was well built. He said he knew that, but he just wished Dad were here. {Because Dad can fix anything}. After talking awhile, he was reassured enough to fall into a peaceful slumber. Josh begged for a few extra minutes to read. He’s trying to finish Harry Potter 6 before the movie arrives in Kodiak. I obliged and spent a few minutes with Gone with the Wind {which a friend lent to me and I’m enjoying very much} before collapsing from exhaustion. Lack of sleep is cumulative.

I’ve already heard Jacob stirring. He’s a child who likes to be prepared. Class doesn’t start for another 2 and a half hours.

I am thankful that although Miss B is slimy from sneezing, she is still the happiest baby around. She’s cooing at me trying to get my attention. It’s working, she has the most amazing smile. Do you know what I love? I love when I put her pacifier {affectionately known as the bink} in her mouth and she clasps her hands together to grab mine. She loves that bink. Her eyes roll back in her head and her eyelids get heavy. Looks like I might get another hour of sleep.

Yesterday she was neee-dy. It was the first day I felt the pull in every direction.

Jacob is hitting the books hard. He was working on a Power Point presentation, getting spooled up on his math, reading The Scarlet Letter, and figuring out his new virtual classroom. He needed my help throughout the day for various questions.

Josh was eager to get a movie made about his life. He enjoyed going through photo albums and choosing pictures, but was easily distracted through the process of scanning pictures. After I got them all loaded, there came the question of song choice. Josh loves music as much as I do. It speaks to our soul. He wanted a Toby Keith song like American Soldier or Beer for my Horses. I couldn’t do it. He resisted all my song choices such as Hilary Duff’s Fly… so we’re still working on it.

By the way… that right there is the perfect example of my relationship with Josh.

Meanwhile Sam was bored stiff and impatient to start his own movie. He has a tendency to cause mischief when bored.

Little Miss B’s needs were simple. She wanted face time. All day. She could feel our distraction and was determined to get us back on course. Her course.

In the back of my mind were thoughts of meal preparation, schooling, housekeeping, laundry {always laundry}, and tissues for Miss B. I had run to the grocery store the day before with the express purpose of purchasing soft wipes for her nose. I came home with $120 worth of food for the family and no tissues.

Yesterday, as the day progressed like an octopus with busy tentacles, a friend called to check in and make sure I was surviving. Shortly after inquiring if I had secured Kleenex for Miss B, her husband was on my doorstep. She asked him to stop on his way home from work and deliver the much needed wipes. I can’t even begin to tell you how my heart was lifted from that small act of kindness.

And then there was a visit. Short but oh so sweet. Sweet because of the history. To top it off, she brought with her a mesh laundry bag for Miss B’s socks. I almost cried.

Maybe I did.

At the end of a really long day which had been full and heavy on my shoulders… as I took small steps towards learning how to juggle all that is needed and wanted… a hymn was set on repeat in my mind.

The errand of angels is given to women;
And this is a gift that as sisters we claim:
To do whatsoever is gentle and human,
To cheer and to bless in humanity’s name.

I am blessed. I was promised that I would not be alone… and I’m not.

loveland9 - Amen. That song rings true. I love it. It's empowering to think other women are on the errand of angels and even more so that WE can be on the errand of angels to others. Hang in there.

Leslie :~D - Wish I was there to cook dinner for you. Just know there's a virtual pan of enchiladas waiting just for you!

Jake - OK, I am so thankful for the blog. It is amazing to be able to log in, and feel like I am in tune with what is going on. Thank you for that. I am grateful there are people watching out for you too. Love you.

The Hopper Fam - there are angels everywhere. a testimony that the Lord really does love us and knows our every little need and he puts us around people (or puts people around us) who can help in just the way we need.

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