Usually on Sunday's we wake up, get dressed, have breakfast, then we head out for Sunday School or for Worship. Daddy parks the truck and then he goes in one direction and CJ and Mommy go in another. We will not usually meet up again until the sermon is complete and Daddy is dressed back into what he wore to church. So today was a different kind of day for us both. Daddy needed a Sunday off from his home church so the Johnson's of Old Bridge visited another church today. What was odd was that Daddy sat with Mommy and CJ today.
On any other Sunday I am looking out of the pulpit to see what CJ is doing. Most of the time I do not have to look much because I would hear her without a problem. It was cool to sit with them both today. To hear the word as a family, read the scripture as a family and sing the songs as a family. I will admit the feeling was fulfilling. I received (from God) a new ritual to add to our mornings and that is to read scripture before we head out as well. I know we are sometimes pressed but I think it will be a great way to start the day along with our morning prayer. CJ behaved well too. We were in a different church, different people, different sound, and different movements. CJ took it all in stride and was well behaved. She did not make too much noise either. I was really proud of her. Sometimes as a preacher I worry about her conduct in church. I know she is young but their have been a few times when I was on edge a little bit worrying about how she would act. I have become less worried over the last nine months though.
So you know all good days must come to an end. On the ride home CJ decided to cry for a half hour straight. I did all I could to block the noise out. She really has to learn sooner than later that she will have to ride in that back seat alone sometimes. Daddy kept driving and was about ten minutes away from home before Mommy asked him to stop so she could get in the backseat with her. Daddy did not like it but he went along with it.
So now my ladies are sleep and I am stroking away at the keys keeping up with my journal entries. It is now int he still of the night where i am able to sit and think about how blessed I am to have both CJ and Mommy in my life. I thank God for sending the blessing of Shatema my way and through her CJ being created. I am am so grateful that I was the recipient of these oh so precious gifts of love. So as I pray, pray with me. We know that prayer changes things, people, and situations!
