I could use a do over on my night. I don't understand why but I am awake and I don't want to be. My infernal internal alarm clock needs to be detached from my eye lids! Oh well, sixteen or eighteen hours and I will give it another go!

Monday, Monday, don't like that day!

A day filled with work. A busy day. Phone ringing, paperwork flowing through. Office chatter. Clock barely moving. A day that seemed to linger forever!

I suppose Monday is a sacrificial day. By taking it on the chin every week it sure makes our Tuesdays and subsequent days of the week look much better!

I had left my cell phone off the charger Sunday night so on the way to work I plugged it in and laid it on the seat of the pickup where it remained all day Monday. When I finished my work day and I retrieved my phone, I had multiple "missed" calls. This was one of those exercises in futility as I moved from number to number and was unable to reach anyone! My mind began to race, wondering what was wrong, where! The only person I was able to contact was Krl and she told me that she was O.K. but that Pepa was trying to call me. Finally I was able to make contact with Memama and she relayed information to me that Ashlyn Kate, one of the recent additions to the extended family had experienced a problem with the shunt in her brain. (You might remember Ashlyn Kate was born with spina bifida). I made repeated calls to Shelbyville to my sister's home and I called a cell phone number she had given Pepa but so far no contact has been made. The last report we had was that Ashlyn Kate was being rushed by ambulance to an Indianapolis Hospital. I don't know which one. I will try again this morning. I am hopeful that things are going better and that they have possibly set up a rotation to care for her, making it difficult to make contact. Please put Ashlyn Kate, her parents Rusty and Kim, and Jeanetta and her family in your prayer requests!

I don't even know what my day holds today. Sometime I think our priorities are so messed up. If I were in charge what would I do? I feel needy right now. I kind of have a hollow spot inside. I think it would be "filling" to attend "Stream in the Desert" this weekend in Midland. It just doesn't seem to be an option.

In Mike Cope's blog yesterday he wrote of his family's traditional Easter visit to Megan's grave. The Bourland family accompanied them and the group visited Brody's grave as well. We are all woven intrinsically into the fabric of community. Joined in sadness. Joined in grief. Joined in happiness. Joined in hope. Joined in healing. It is a long journey.

FATHER, we have so much to thank YOU for. YOU are good. You are all seeing, all knowing. FATHER we cannot grasp everything. We don't understand, we become frustrated. Forgive us. Instill in us the reassurance and confidence that YOU are a mighty GOD, capable, compassionate, loving, caring and that YOUR plan for us will unfold in YOUR time. FATHER, I lift up Ashlyn Kate, this morning for YOUR care. I am a long distance from there and I wonder what is going on. I pray for her care givers, I pray for her parents, I pray for Jeanetta and her family. I pray for others who are in need of YOUR gift of healing. I pray for those who are hurting from loss. Fill their void with YOUR love, YOUR mercy and YOUR grace. FATHER I pray for those of us who feel hollow today in our spiritual journey. Fill us with YOU and YOUR spirit. I pray for our spiritual family and for our leaders. I know my redeemer lives!