Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Stuff Sophie Says...

First, I'll start with a story from tonight: Sophie didn't ever fall asleep during nap time today, which means I put her to bed early. I read her one story, and as I was reading the second, she started drifting off. As I closed the book, she said, "We'll read the rest tomorrow." Usually, I am the one who says that we'll read more later, because of course she always wants one more! So, I turned off the light, and she promptly cuddled in to me with with her eyes closed and giggled. It was too adorable. I sang her a song and prayed over her as she gently slept, and rocked her for a minute then put her down. She, at least half asleep, curled up in her bed and said, "Sing one song...twinkle, twinkle...." and promptly began her heavy breathing, almost snoring. Priceless.

After a long day of mopping up water from my leaking laundry room window, no nap for Sophie, and a huge cupful of water all over my bathroom floor during bath-time (via Sophie), I can assuredly affirm that I am blessed beyond measure, and I am reminded to thank God for my beautiful baby and cherish every moment I have with her.

And now, some of the stuff Sophie says.....

Sophie: "Maybe I need an office."
Me: "Really? For what?"
Sophie: "For my work."
Me: "Oh, what work do you have?"
Sophie: (contemplatively) "Red...or maybe, pink."
Brian made Sophie her very first hot chocolate a few weeks ago....
Sophie (bemused smile on her face): "I like it a lot."
Daddy: "Why do you like it so much?"
Sophie: "It makes me happy."
Sophie, to Brian, "You're not a man, you're a dad-man."
Sophie, re: Maria and Captain VonTrap: "SHE's captain now."
Sophie: "I'm really busy doing my work."
Me: "What kind of work are you doing?"
Sophie: "I am going to the city."
Sophie: "Oh, hi Friedrich (from Sound of Music), it's me, Sophie. I'm just calling you....um hum, yep."
"That was a GREAT movie." (after seeing Tangled in the theater)
"She has a BEAUTIFUL dress." (in reference to any dress, bathrobe, towel...her taste is not discriminating at this point!)
"Pissketti" instead of spagetti
"Cloff-cloff" instead of washcloth


Friday, February 04, 2011

How Long, Lord?

I got a phone call on Monday; the kind of phone call one never wants to receive. My friend, Tom, who plays drums for the worship band of which I am a part, lost his 8 -year-old son in an accident that morning. I felt like the breath flew out of my lungs. Disbelief. Anger. Unspeakable sadness. How could this be? I didn't want to believe it. I still don't. Aiden Patten's funeral is on Sunday.

During another time of unspeakable pain and tragedy, I am reminded of an article Keith Huey wrote in November after Jeremy's death reminding  us of the apostle Paul’s response to suffering. This same question is presented over and over again in the Psalms, and it is not one that asks, “Why?,” but one that asks, “How long?” Read this heart wrenching text from Psalm 6:
“Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint; heal me, LORD, for my bones are in agony. My soul is in deep anguish. How long, LORD, how long? Turn, LORD, and deliver me; save me because of your unfailing love. Among the dead no one proclaims your name. Who praises you from the grave? I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears. My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes.”
Let us lament together, trusting that God can handle our hurt, anger, and deep sorrow. But let us also hope, trusting that God walks in the dark places with us, and that though we will never understand we put our faith in a God who does - a God who came down and suffered with us. Psalm 6 continues:
“Away from me, all you who do evil, for the LORD has heard my weeping. The LORD has heard my cry for mercy; the LORD accepts my prayer.”
May we find the freedom to lament and the courage to hope.