We started attending a new church last week and we have been working our way into the different activities that are available to us. Sunday, both girls were able to attend their respective 'classes' during the worship service. Grace came out saying, "The flood was really instantaneous? People died just like that?" Yes. The flood happened. The only one that was prepared was Noah and his family. That was an interesting conversation.
On Wednesday, we went to church again. The girls went their separate ways. Grace was off to youth and Rae got to participate in a girls only class. Grace came out raving about her time. They played the music
Rae wrote something on her paper that she'd worked on. I looked at it and she said, "You'll probably not understand what it says." I read it out loud and she said, "No." She then proceeded to say, "God can save people. He could have saved Cora, but He didn't." I tried to explain to her that God needed her in heaven more than we needed her here on earth. "No mom. He could have saved her. But, he didn't." Oh sob. Oh child...if only it were that simple. And if only I could help you understand it.
She is so black and white. Cut and dry.
Since we moved here, she has really begun to miss her sister. It is very evident. She is missing her buddy. There is a whole new learning curve for her.
So...I'm left trying to figure out how to minister to my girls' hearts. I often think they're lost on this journey, much like I am.
It's a roller coaster and I can only hope that people can understand my quietness...my retreating...because I can't survive without it.
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