Shouting.
Some moments call for shouting. And, there are lots of different kinds of shouts....
Recently, i had a shout-able moment. And that shout kinda snuck up on me.
Last weekend, Darian went on a youth group retreat. It was a quiet weekend, and the little one got some personal, undivided attention. good times.
So, we were enjoying a quiet evening after just settling Bren into bed. And, the phone rang. It was nearly 10. My phone doesn't ring that often, and never that late. So, i was slightly taken aback and ready for a wrong number...
... until i hear a deep voice... "There's someone here who wants to talk to you..." (a little shock, but no shout yet) ....
... then, a new voice... a weepy voice... "Mom..." (more shock, why would the son need to call from a retreat late at night???)... "Mom... I'm going to get baptized" (slight stunned feeling, but still not shouting) ...
... some happy, proud words, pass the phone to Dad, wake up Bren, jump in the car for a long drive (at the request of the son), an arrival at Victory Ranch, and the moment...
Watching the Dad baptize the son, a display of a commitment, a moment of hope and joy... one of the teens leads "Shout Hallelujah!".
I am shouting on the inside.
a perfect song for the moment.
3 comments:
Praise God. I am so happy for you all.
Kendra, that is such wonderful news. I have tears in my eyes. Tell Darian we are very proud of the decision he has made. -- Laura
I am shouting with you, Kendra! What a wonderful time for Darian. :-)
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