Williamson's Summer 2011

A Little Bit Crazy

It's been a while since my last post but I have been busy savoring the last few weeks of summer with my gang. My hubby has also had knee surgery which has been a little bit crazy. Between taking care of him, getting school supplies and clothes, and preparing and teaching Junior High kids with Dean at church....I can barely breathe. But today...it is pretty close to quiet. I still have my littlest at home. I can hear him now crashing his toys and running around. :) My daughter is in the middle of her first day in Middle School!! I did let her wear clear mascara and lip gloss, and so she is feeling pretty cool. I will be back later this week!!

Happy School days and hurry up fall!!! I am ready for jeans and sweaters.

Whose Name I'll Never Know

I have been taking my kids to Jumpalooza on Thursday's cause it's only $5, it's in A/C, and the kids get some good exercise. A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting at the table just watching the kids when an older lady walked up and started talking to me.
"I brought my grand kids here today. I drove here to help my son and daughter in law-she just finished chemo and is really tired."
I have no clue why she chose me, but she did. I told her I was very sorry that her family was going through this. And she goes on...and on....
"I have 4 sons and each of them live here and here and here. I was so sad when they had to move away from we. I live in Baton Rouge. I drove here to help my daughter in law. She is very tired and isn't really able to get out of bed. Those 2 kids right there, those are my grand kids."
I say a few things about my 4 and all the fun that entails and then ask her what type of cancer her daughter n law has. "breast cancer and she has to start radiation soon and then she is done. She already had her right breast removed and they think they got it all".
What in the world? Oh, and she is only in her 40's.
I tell her how sweet it is that she came to help and that I will be praying for her daughter n law.
So the hour goes on and we talk about spanking, shoe stores, and other mindless chat. Then, it's time to go.....
We stand up, she gives me a full on, great big hug, looks me in the eye and says, "thank you for praying for my family."
I don't know her name, I never will, but God does. So I pray!
I really believe this is how Jesus wants us to be, this is being the church. Reaching out, saying something, getting outside of our "bubble". You never know what people are going through and how 1 kind word can make a huge difference.