"Have you ever stood in the family with the Lord there in your midst; seen the face of Christ in your brother?
Then I say you've seen Jesus my Lord."
A lot has happened in my life lately:
On the 25th, my Mom-Mom Pat passed away.
She was loved by our whole family, and always spoke and did nice things for us. She spent a lot of time with my younger cousins, but that's okay; I still got to see her at least twice a year, and on occasion, she and Pop-Pop would take my sisters and I out to eat. Last time I saw her, I realized that I loved getting to see her. Little did I know that I would never get to again.
That Sunday, my Pop-Pop went to the hospital.
Saturday, after the funeral, he left early from lunch because he didn't feel well. The next morning he had a horrible fever, and they had to take him to the hospital. His appendix was removed, and he did return home Thursday. The thought of losing him or another tears at me inside.
Saturday, after the funeral, I spent a week at Camp.
We came home, changed, and threw everything into the car to work as Staff. I had a wonderful cabin of girls who received many awards during the week. The first three days, we had Girl's Cleanest Cabin, with scores of 100, 101, and 103. One of them had a heart that totally understood God's message in almost everything. She was uplifting to hear speak during devotionals.
Then, my older sister got engaged.
He showed me the ring Friday before camp, and told me throughout the week when he asked my Dad and then my Mom for permission. I helped plan the "circle prayer" leading up to it, but nothing compared to the words he said to her when he asked her to marry him. I love my sister so much, and I can tell that they love each other just as much and more.
All of this, my dad announced today in front of the church. As he said it one by one, just as I have done now, it all hit me hard, like a long storm after a drought. I sat with my head in my hands, and quietly began to cry, for once not worried that anyone would see, because my tears were between me and God.
And as I silently prayed, and began to control my tears, wiping my face with a tissue, I looked up just barely to see my friend up front looking back with a smile that wasn't his own.
Everything that I heard this morning changed me. So many people visited today. A young boy was baptized. A family moved and was leaving our church. A family who left visited with their son whom was just baptized last week. I got to be with people whom I haven't seen in months, and I got to give hugs to many people who I won't see again for months. And I couldn't help but feel the Holy Spirit inside of me when we prayed and when we looked into the Scripture; so I thank God for today, and for everything he has done for me. "I love you, O Lord, my strength." -Psalm 18:1
Today, I've seen Jesus my Lord.♥
