yesterday began the usual way. jarod was in class til noon & i, well, i’m still in a state of recovery. thankfully i woke feeling almost normal. as part of my morning routine i turned on the radio only to discover some heart breaking news.
what began as a day of celebration (may 22nd marked 9 years of marriage for us), turned into mourning as i learned that Steven Curtis Chapman’s youngest daughter was killed as her brother accidentally struck her with his car in the family’s driveway. my heart sunk and tears burst forth. my day quickly turned into a day of grieving as the family that we met on stage here in the big c just a few weeks back was now dealing with one of the most unimaginable tragedies.
Prayer for Those Who Suffer
and those who cry this night,
give them repose, Lord;
a pause in their burdens.
Let there be minutes
where they experience peace,
not of man
but of angels.
Love them, Lord,
when others cannot.
Hold them, Lord,
when we fail with human arms.
Hear their prayers
and give them the ability to hear You back
in whatever language they best understand.
for more information, to leave your condolences or to make a donation to Shaohanna’s Hope (assistance for families adopting) please visit their website here: www.stevencurtischapman.com
when jarod arrived home at noon i was barely audible as the grief i felt overwhelmed me to the core. with sensitivity he hugged and consoled me… i realized it was important to not let this tragedy overshadow our reason to celebrate.
so after a lunch at home we made our plans and set out. first, we went to a park (type area) not far from our home. the greenery cheered both of us up and we were able to enjoy a cool day of exploring a mini forest trail and a pond dedicated to fishing for goldfish. along the way, we took lots of pictures in celebration of this milestone in our lives.
on the way home we took a little detour and bought 2 plants to replace the ones that aren’t doing so good under my watch and made our way through the outdoor market. along the way, we made mention of things we would miss about the market when we go back to the states and things we wouldn’t miss. i’ll spare you the run down. suffice to say that this is part of the culture we have really (for the most part) come to appreciate.
eventually we made our way back home where jarod cooked some delicious fajitas. fortunately, we had homemade tortillas, Beanies salsa & a can of Dr. Pepper on hand (the 3 ingredients we can’t get here) so our meal turned out positively scrumptious!
afterwards jarod put in a surprise movie – cheaper by the dozen 2, and we had a few good laughs and talked once again about the what if’s of having 12 kids.
as the night wound down we were able to once again reflect on all Dad has brought us through. beginning with the years as newly weds… through years of go, go, going… and most recently through the 3 years of living on the east side. it’s been quite a journey thus far!
i’ll leave you with a quote i found profound…
There is no remedy for love but to love more. ~Thoreau