Yesterday was a really good day. Wyatt loves playing "barefeet" in the backyard and I can't bring myself to force him to wear shoes. But yesterday several splinters wiggled their way into his feet and it was a problem. We got the tweezers and started talking with him about what we needed to do to get them out. He was understandably not thrilled about this process but nonetheless sat still for us to pull and dig them out. As he sat there with huge crocodile tears streaming down his face, I was struck by the immensity of his trust. Yes, he was uncomfortable and not pleased, but he stayed still and believed what we said about benefits of getting the splinters out now instead of later. I couldn't help but think about how I want to trust God through pain, knowing that all is not outside His purview and that He's holding me, comforting me and caring for me in and through it. And that tears somehow allow a greater depth of comfort and relationship to prevail.
We also had a Lost Finale Party last night. The food theme was seafood and everyone wore a costume. We had crazy Claire, Locke, Rousseau, Charlie, and the front and tail sections of Oceanic Flight #815. Garett and I were Sawyer and Juliet circa 1974 during their Dharma days. We ate clams casino, ceviche, cioppino, and fresh made bread with herb butter, and drank lava flows. And this group does not disappoint in the food department. Each item was prepared with the best ingredients with keen attention to detail. For example, we had three kinds of rum in each Lava Flow and each drink had at least 10 ingredients (and probably more) including fresh strawberries, pineapple and banana. Yum!
It was a late night but definitely worth staying up for. I am still on the fence about my feelings on the finale but watching it with friends while sipping a Lava Flow out of a hurricane glass was so right. The costume fun reminded me of Garett and my dating days when we nailed a punk rock look one Halloween. I'm grateful for friends who value having fun as much as we do.
My Baby Belly
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2 comments:
I love this. Hate Lost, but love THIS. :) Miss you!
Great blog post Amy. Love your writing about the splinter and how great Sunday night was.
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