Tornado’s, Momma’s, and Graduates…and I wouldn’t have it any other way!

 

IMG_20150510_093632We’ve just celebrated Mother’s Day.

I love Mother’s Day…and it’s not because I receive gifts and get pampered from sun up till sun down either, because I don’t…and this is OK.  Oh yes, my hubby and kiddos give me gifts and try not to fuss with one another throughout the day. However, mother’s day around here this year was about something completely different. As a matter of fact, it was about a few ‘something differents’…and this is OK too.  (It was also my daughter’s birthday)

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It began with Sunday morning worship and everything running very smoothly…until I ended up in my kitchen floor (remember we worship out of our home for the time being) with a spoonful of peanut butter when my blood sugar crashed. This is frustrating in itself. I know better than to skip out on breakfast but sometimes on Sundays, my mornings get away from me before I have a chance to eat. Anyway, I felt better before the service was even over and nobody even realized I was missing except for my sweet son who was taking care of me.
After Sunday morning worship, we had lunch at the house. I had prepared beans and cornbread (one of my favorites) the night before so therefore, no cooking for me!  (Win! Win!)

 

The weather outside was anything but perfect. We live in Southern Oklahoma and this time of year is Tornado season. I am not completely terrified of storms but I do get a tad worked up over tornado’s, even though I’ve never actually been in one. Either way, with our eyes glued to the television we watched as the storms got closer and closer. From the Emergency Alerts going off on our phones,to family members calling and sending text to make sure we are all safe to the urgency of the weatherman, my attention span was just about at maximum capacity. Needless to say, when my kiddos started getting loud and rambunctious, I wasn’t about to win the ‘Mother of the Year’ award. :(  Just being real here… :)

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Not only were there storms all around, but the afternoon was getting away from us and we had big plans for that evening. My husband had been asked to preach the baccalaureate for the graduates in our community this year.

Even though I’ve been rambling so far, this is where I’ve been headed.

Warning: Brag Post to follow

Ya’ll, my hubby did so well last night. I was so proud of him.  He has preached other places before but this was something special for us. Not only was it an honor in itself to be asked to do this but several of the graduates hold a special place in our hearts. We were their youth pastors for many years as they were growing up and we couldn’t be more proud of them.  (These pictures are very poor quality but it was the best I could do without causing a scene.)

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He spoke on David and Goliath. I’ve heard this story many times before as I’m sure most of you have. However, he related it to the graduates about to leave the nest and head out to face giants of their own along with the 8th graders about to head into high school. He spoke on the importance of these 5 little stones and encouraged the graduates to come up and get a stone out of the wooden bowl he had set before them. Believe it or not, one of the little 8th graders was the first to stand and before long about 30 different students were walking up to get their “Rock”.

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“David said to the Philistine, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the LORD Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. – 1 Samuel 17:45

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What a blessing and honor to be a part of something so amazing on this wonderful Mother’s Day/Daughter’s Birthday/Sugar crashing/Storm Chasing/Baccalaureate day of worship.  That is A LOT of stuff…but it’s OK…I wouldn’t have it any other way.

(again, please excuse the crazy snapshots throughout the day…some are not the best quality but I still wanted to share)

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