I am trying hard to figure out why I spent time and money to travel to Central Oregon this past weekend. Actually I am still here. Number three of seven is now sick. The first to become sick was Brown Sugar. She started throwing up Friday night. By Saturday night I was sick which meant that I missed the rehearsal dinner, wedding, and brunch. I did make it to the reception.
Boo is sick today so we have postponed our trip home for a few hours to give her a bit of a rest.
About the wedding....Idon't even know where to begin. After the rehearsal dinner my parents came home rather distressed. We had a long talk about some things that were being included in the ceremony. I had already told my parents that I had certain things I would not tolerate. In my delirium I felt that everything was still o-kay but that we might have to take a stand. I went back to throwing up and didn't worry about it. At 5am I was woken up by my mom. She had been up all night very concerned. She asked me to look at the order of the ceremony so that I could better know what was going on. I read through it and was heartsick that they had chosen a pagan celtic wedding with prayers to the sun and nature along with other problems.
I did not have much time to make a decision and my brain was rather foggy from illness. I asked Goose and Boo what they thought. We came to the conclusion that they should go and that Brown Sugar (who was still sick) and Lil' Cowboy should stay home with me. The other four would go and when they got to the particular part of the service that honored any other god they would huddle and pray out loud. I was at home praying without ceasing for my children. I was so bothered by this and still do not know if I made the right decision. Oh how I wish that Eric had been there to make the decision for me. Goose reminded me that they were children of the Covenant and that they would be protected.
I talked to Goose later and he said that everything went well. He said that the sun did not come out throughout the whole service until my dad gave his blessing. I had been praying that God would choose to hide the sun so that it would not be honored. My dad had written his blessing to include the phrases like "the Alpha and Omega", "I Am", and other wonderful references to the One True Living God. Goose said that all the other 'blessings', 'prayers' and such were unheard but when my dad spoke every word was heard. His name was glorified!
This morning I woke up feeling overwhelmed by Eric not being here to round us up and get us going. I have no idea why this particular memory would cause me to cry. I miss him so much right now.
We have a long week ahead. We will get back late tonight and then tomorrow we have to get working on getting ready for our next trip which begins next weekend. We will be traveling to Illinois for the General Session of our denomination. We will be gone for three weeks and hope to have a lot of great pictures to show you. Tomorrow I will show try to post some pictures of this past trip. All of my USB ports have stopped working on this laptop. Ugh! Just another thing to add to my plate of never ending responsibilities. His strength is perfect when I am weak.