Intercessors of the Lamb going to catch their flight back homeYesterday morning was garbage day and as we were getting in the car we noticed, in our neighbors recycling bin, 3 empty gallon bottles of 'wild turkey' there on top of the newspapers!
The good doctor's dad has just moved into his garage apartment, after the recent loss of his wife.
My husband said "I'd much rather have you living in the convent, than next door to your kids and drinking away the rest of your life..."
My husband and I had the opportunity to spend two days of retreat this past weekend lead by the founder and mother of the Intercesssors of the Lamb Community and three sisters of the order.
They spoke on intercessoray and contemplative prayer.
Two things that moved me deeply, confirming that the little words spoke in the silence of my heart to God are heard, have purpose, and are powerful.
I've always imagined my prayers mixed in with the other 'prayers of the saints' that fill the bowls of Revelation 5:8.
After hearing these simple, holy women share their faith, especially the testamony of Mother Nadine 'a young methodist girl' who becomes a catholic cloistered nun?!?!? I dreamily told my husband, after we dropped them off at the airport, that I could see myself going to live with them in community, praying and traveling...'missonary work'...
That maybe that's what I could do after he dies...
I of course was speaking just light heartidly, but purposefully...He responded with a lightness I haven't seen in him in quite a while?!?
It was as if I lifted the weight of the world off his shoulders...I had no indication that he carried within him such worry of what would happen to me after he died?!?
He's always telling me he hasn't provided well enough for our retirement...what if we live a long time...
It seems so far off to me, and I know him...
He's one of the most meticulous people I know, he has provided for me and our family wonderfully all these past 25 years, he has schedules and spread sheets for every penny we've ever had...
I know all will be well...
But somehow the idea of me...wearing teal and white and walking around in birkenstocks eased his mind...which is a good thing...because the last thing I want him to be doing is worrying about me while he's in heaven?!?
Can you even worry in heaven?!?
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