I have spent my entire, only full day off in front of my computer. Oh sure, I have done this before. I have spent hours reading recipes on Pinterest, reading articles, catching up on email, paying bills, posting on facebook, or wordpress, but never have I spent the entire day learning, actually growing, in front of my computer. What I wouldn’t give to have some sort of recorder that could have grabbed all my thoughts as I was taught, and as I processed today. So many things buzzing through my mind, all so important to me. It almost feels like when you have had a drink and you think “great thoughts”, only to find you can’t remember one when the alcohol wears off. Or when you lay in bed, and can’t fall asleep, thinking of all the things you can’t ever come up with when the world of distractions bombards you.
Today we started our day with our Saturday morning conference call. Since the beginning of January, we have been “meeting with” a group of people, from various states, to read together, and discuss the birth of our nation, and all that the forefathers desired when they founded this great place we call “home”. My brother in law happens to lead this discussion, so it is especially wonderful, as he is a brilliant teacher, who loves foundational law and the study of government, as God desires it. As it has worked out, in this class, 2 of my sisters are also “attendees”. We never talk to one another during the 90 minute class session, but afterwards we stay on the line and catch up from the week. It has become a highlight for me. My sisters and I love one another, and now that we are older, we completely relate to one another. It has not always been this way. There are 21 years between my oldest sister and I, so essentially, we grew up in different worlds. She was always more like a second mother to me. Now our parents are gone, and we are all aging, and we understand that these precious moments on the phone are exactly that…precious!
After our catch up time this morning, I spent some time deleting old emails, and saving some stories that I needed to read later.
Then came the livestream Memorial service for an 8 1/2 year old little girl that died last week from cancer. Although I didn’t “know” Daisy Love Merrick, I prayed for, and loved her passionately. I attended the church her father pastored whenever I was visiting my daughter in Santa Barbara, and I came to know her through his sermons, and stories on line.
Her memorial today was everything i would hope and pray would be said at my memorial. I would never want people sharing the “Laurie Stories”, of my life outside of my walk with Christ. Not one word! Because when this life is over, and all is burned away, all that will remain is what Christ did for me, and in me! I want HIS story shared. That’s all. I want to know that without a doubt, that all those I love, all those I have called “friend” in this life will have a chance to hear about the saving life of Christ.