Last year Kiera had a total of four lunch boxes, yes....4. I realize we all forget and sometime lose stuff so I wasn't really bothered too much when she lost the first one. The school year was half way over and she lost it at a museum on a school field trip...she was out of the normal school environment and just got distracted.....easy to explain.
The second and third lunchboxes were a little more difficult to excuse as they went missing in the school lunchroom vortex. She had a fun metal cylinder purse with the Disney Princess all over it that I had bought her while on a work trip. This subbed as the second lunchbox for a few weeks until it went missing. We went into the closet, and were able pull out a cute blue bag that could be used as a third lunch box. I believe this lunchbox only lasted days.....
The forth lunchbox was clear plastic zipper lunchbox...yes it had previously held two pillowcases! I packed the usual lunch with an orange as the fruit. I showed it to Kiera so she would know this was her newest lunch box and to please try to keep up with it. That afternoon she came home with no lunchbox....lost again!
...But she had miraculously recovered the the second lunchbox - the metal cylinder one with the Disney Princesses. Again, I packed the usual lunch with an apple as the fruit and reviewed with Kiera that this was her lunchbox with her lunch. She had her eyes locked on me so I was sure were were connecting and she was taking all this information into her brain.
When I picked her up that day, I asked if she had ate her apple and she said, "No, I had an orange." I said, " I sent you an apple today." In which she replied, "No, you sent me an orange and why didn't you send me a drink?" I asked her to show me the lunch box and she pulled out the clear plastic one (yes from the day before)!
I did not even ask where that lunchbox had come from and I reached deeper into her back pack and pulled out the metal lunchbox with the fresh lunch with an apple and a drink! She looked at me...and just smiled.
I wasn't angry but just left to wonder...
The next day after dropping Kiera off at school... I zipped into the parking lot and ran up to my office and within 30 minutes was back out the door to go to an appointment. As I was walking the parking lot and had passed most of the cars, I realized that I could not locate mine. I tried to remember where I parked half an hour ago...but I was just not able to connect to that memory. So I stood in the parking lot clicking my door lock until I heard the squeak of my alarm. Success, I located the car! I did not want to be late and was rushing to get in my car and sat down and put the keys in the ignition...when it hit me between the eyes......the apple does not fall far from the tree!
Monday, September 28, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Go High
I love it when your eight year old set the standard! Recently, my daughter has been confronted by a betrayal...which would have derailed anyone...and did derail me initially. The betrayal was a low blow and left so many unanswered questions about love and relationship. Keira was emotional over the incident and asked a lot of questions, just trying to grasp every one's role and agenda in the incident.
The next day, we were at church and Kiera drew a picture of the three crosses on a hill and there were big hearts and angels surrounding the cross in the middle of the picture...so sweet! She began her run for the higher truth about life...she chose life. She loves Jesus so much and knows He will never leave her nor forsake her. Later we went a friends house for lunch, and Kiera said that a black cloud was trying to come over her and asked if we would all pray for her. She knows the Lord does not want to leave her in the valley of despair and disappointment...she chose life. After we prayed for her, she ran off to go and play!
That afternoon, she reassured me that she felt fine but I decided that we would go back to church for a bit more prayer. As we waited in the soaking room to receive prayer, the spirit of joy overtook Keira and she could not quit laughing...so there she hung upside down in her chair laughing and waiting for more kisses from heaven!
That evening we went to another church service. When we arrived they were taking up the offering and wanted people to bring it to the front and go through a glory tunnel. As we walked up, the man at the beginning of the line looked at Keira and said, "You are so beautiful!" He then looked away for a moment and immediately turned back and hugged her telling her again how beautiful she was. She continued to move forward and the people had oil to dot your forehead and hands...when they saw her something supernatural happened...they all were rubbing oil on her forehead and hands and gave her quick hugs as she walked through...she had the biggest grin on her face! She had chosen life and her Father's love was manifesting through these people. She understood that and just glowed.
As we went back to our seats, she asked to go to the front and dance as we waited for the other 2000 people to go through the glory tunnel. Keira danced the next half hour with flags and a tambourine before her Father. When we left and got in the car, Keira said, " I am full of joy!" This was literally 24 hours after the sad news and she had chosen to go high and her Father had met her with open arms! I am in awe of her example and aspire to always go high when I receive a low blow...God so wants to kiss our face and hold us tight!
The next day, we were at church and Kiera drew a picture of the three crosses on a hill and there were big hearts and angels surrounding the cross in the middle of the picture...so sweet! She began her run for the higher truth about life...she chose life. She loves Jesus so much and knows He will never leave her nor forsake her. Later we went a friends house for lunch, and Kiera said that a black cloud was trying to come over her and asked if we would all pray for her. She knows the Lord does not want to leave her in the valley of despair and disappointment...she chose life. After we prayed for her, she ran off to go and play!
That afternoon, she reassured me that she felt fine but I decided that we would go back to church for a bit more prayer. As we waited in the soaking room to receive prayer, the spirit of joy overtook Keira and she could not quit laughing...so there she hung upside down in her chair laughing and waiting for more kisses from heaven!
That evening we went to another church service. When we arrived they were taking up the offering and wanted people to bring it to the front and go through a glory tunnel. As we walked up, the man at the beginning of the line looked at Keira and said, "You are so beautiful!" He then looked away for a moment and immediately turned back and hugged her telling her again how beautiful she was. She continued to move forward and the people had oil to dot your forehead and hands...when they saw her something supernatural happened...they all were rubbing oil on her forehead and hands and gave her quick hugs as she walked through...she had the biggest grin on her face! She had chosen life and her Father's love was manifesting through these people. She understood that and just glowed.
As we went back to our seats, she asked to go to the front and dance as we waited for the other 2000 people to go through the glory tunnel. Keira danced the next half hour with flags and a tambourine before her Father. When we left and got in the car, Keira said, " I am full of joy!" This was literally 24 hours after the sad news and she had chosen to go high and her Father had met her with open arms! I am in awe of her example and aspire to always go high when I receive a low blow...God so wants to kiss our face and hold us tight!
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