A Good Friday

Tonight during a dinner of shepard's pie and country bread Alex said that he doesn't heard God in his head. I started rambling away at the lips when Casey stopped me with the best explaination ever.

" You know when you are thinking about something that you have to make a desicion on and you can't decide which choice to make, and all of a sudden you know. And you know it is the right choise? Well that is God talking to you in your head."

Simple.
Clear.
Detailed.
Perfect.

It literally brought tears to my eyes immediately and I said the only thing I could, " I love you so much. What a beautiful thing to say." Not to speak for my man, but just to speak of him, he has faith ,solid faith that is there but layered deep. Alex and I regularly attend church, a big fun church that sends us home happy thoughtful and at peace. Casey has come to church with us for those special days, but he mostly handles his faith solo. For such wonderfully poetic words of faith to tumble from my husband's lips, it was breath taking and tear puddling and heart filling. I love moments like that, moments of faith.

Dust and Ashes

Today is Ash Wednesday, there are 46 days till Easter. Tonight at church Alex read the "adult sized" bible the entire time. Never before has he taken an interest in the services, usually he is begging to go to the kids room. I felt it was important for him to be there for the Ash services, the explanation, to take communion, to be part of it, to hear the praise worship, hear the laughter and singing and clapping and feel it all the way down to his new Skater Shoes soles. He did. And I cried over it. More so when he asked me if they were tears of joy over his bible reading. He received Ashes, praise from adults around us, prayers from our pastor since he was the first child to be marked tonight, and awe and wonder during the praise service. I gave up foods prepared outside the home, meaning anything that I don't make, and Alex gave up video games. We came home and started reading his Children's Bible, Day one Creation. We washed our ashes off saying prayers over each other as we wiped them away, and he solemnly said Amen. We said prayers for Daddy and the dogs and all our other family. And then he asked if he could wear his Long Live Rock and Roll shirt to school tomorrow.

We are blessed.