The Errand of Angels

For those who don't know The Man very well, he became single when his wife passed away nearly two years ago. Little B was only 4 years old.

Little B's maternal grandmother has been able to maintain a relationship with him and invites him for many weekends at her house. This has been important to her, as Little B is her only grandchild.

The grandmother was diagnosed back in the Spring with Cancer, and her recent bout with pneumonia over Christmas sent her to the I.C.U. None of us were sure what the outcome would be, and I think we were all doing our best to mentally & spiritually prepare for the worst, while praying & hoping for the best. Thankfully, she began to get better over these last few days.

Last Sunday, while sitting in church, I had several thoughts & impressions regarding the situation. On the one hand, I thought about the sweet reunion this grandmother would have with her own daughter, and have an end to her earthly pain, should she pass on. On the other hand, I knew she worried about Little B & his welfare; she would have a hard time leaving him. While contemplating this, the words of a hymn, "As Sisters in Zion" came to mind.

"The errand of angels is given to women;
And this is a gift that, as sisters, we claim;
To do whatsoever is gentle and human,
To cheer and to bless in humanity's name."

Suddenly, I imagined me, standing next to Little B's mother in Heaven before coming to earth. Me, making a promise to her to care for her child.

I don't know for certain that ever occurred in our premortal existence. But I do know the impact it had on me on that very instant. Having the opportunity to care for Little B IS a gift  just as the hymn proclaims.

I feel like the Lord has blessed me with a tender mercy; to glimpse just a little of my purpose - my mission here on this earth.  My errand of angels.

In Tune: Beatbox & Bagpipes

Melikey... I think this is kinda cool.

Like a Pencil in a Crayon Box

The other day I had some errands to run and since LittleDuckling's birthday is coming up I decided to take him to lunch and then let him pick out a birthday present. Well, FunnyMan was home too, so it was just the boys and me. On the way over FunnyMan says something about a song which I happened to know, which then spurred a conversation about another "song"... The Double Dutch Bus.

So, I did what any other seemingly normal person would do. I broke out into song. Okay, well, not "normal", but I broke out into song nevertheless. We were in transit to the restaurant and the boys just laughed at me and rolled their eyes. But, I choose to believe that at least one of them was secretly impressed that I knew all of the words. Haha!

They really had a hay-day when I found the video on YouTube (from my phone) and plugged it in to the surround sound. This little gem is just so special I couldn't resist.

At the restaurant, I was having some fun with them. LittleDuckling made use of some air quotes and commented that I seemed a little too "happy" -- again. I smiled. It's true I am. He told me that I need to "keep it down" before people start looking at me. Haha. I replied with "well, at least I didn't 'Raise the Roof' (complete with the raising arms with open palm to ceiling motion... yes, I did)." Again, he was a little embarrassed. Me? Oh, I didn't care. I just laughed. Then, he says THIS:

Mom -- You're like a mechanical pencil trying to fit into a box of crayons.

Bwahahahahahahaha! What I've got here folks is one clever, witty kid. Man, I know I'm a little "out there". But I am learning to love me. Ain't no shame... hehehe.

Anyway -- for your viewing pleasure, The Double Dutch Bus! Take it away, Frankie!