Holy Thursday, Communion, and a Sick Baby

Tonight, Amanda, Caroline and I went to a re-enactment of the Last Supper, which was put on by a couple of local churches. It was pretty cool. They basically set it up like DaVinci’s painting, with each of the disciples doing a monologue one at a time, while the rest of the group sat “frozen” in place. I was quite impressed by the perfomers’ to maintain a fixed position for over an hour. For those who know me, maintaining a fixed position for 5 seconds would be a miracle.

Evidently, Caroline takes after her dad in that regard. She was belly-flopping from Amanda’s lap to mine, jibber-jabbering at the people around us, pointing at the lights (she’s loves to do that), and scarfing down Cheerios like there was no tomorrow. All in all, she did really good, though. She didn’t fuss, she just wanted to move, and I must say, I was right there with her. I can’t sit still that long, and there was a lot of dead space between each disciple’s monologue, and keeping Caroline occupied kept me from fidgeting like I could have.

At the end, we all went down to take Communion together, and that was really cool, as it was our first Holy Thursday as a family. They gave each of us a small wooden cross as we returned to our seats, and I couldn’t help but be hit by the grace I’ve been given, none of which I deserve. As I sat beside Amanda with Caroline holding the cross I’d been given, it almost overwhelmed me. I don’t deserve my girls, just like I don’t deserve God’s grace…but I have them, just like I have grace…freely. I can’t deserve them, I can’t earn their love, all I can do is accept it. Just like grace. I am a blessed man.
Afterwards, Caroline fell asleep on the way home, and she was out. We changed her into her pj’s, and she barely batted an eye at us. I went to change clothes, and Amanda sat down to feed Caroline, and the next thing I know, Amanda is skreeching for my help. The little fidgeter had spewed all over her fresh pj’s, mommy, the couch, and the floor. I don’t think there is anything in the world that will tug at a dad’s heart like a sick baby, and seeing my little girl staring up at me, looking completely wiped, just about broke mine. Thankfully, she seems ok. We think she just manged on one too many Cheerios at the service. She’s sleeping soundly now, and I just pray she makes it through the night ok. She’s my girl, and I just want her to be ok.
So, there you go. That’s what’s on my mind tonight…Holy Thursday, 2007. I have no clue if I’ll get to write again before Easter, so I hope you all have a blessed one.

23 thoughts on “Holy Thursday, Communion, and a Sick Baby

  1. CHURCH? are you crazy? I havent been there for months my mom wants me to goo but I am too busy for that at least that is what I tell her:-) working 8-9 hours everyday on the weekends doesnt help either.Hope she feels better i dont like to see baby’s sick either.


  2. Kaylee,

    Thanks for the good thoughts for Caroline. I really appreciate it.

    I know what you mean about being busy…my life has been absolute pandemonium for 2 solid months. But for me, church is a welcome rest from all that busyness.


  3. Canola Oil,

    You finally post a new one, and you do this to me? Give my little niece a kiss and tell her that her favorite Uncle wants her to feel better. Great post little brother, and if not for God’s grace, I’d never have my best friend and my three little ones. I hope people (Kaylee!) will remember that Easter is not about some magic bunny, but it’s about our savior making the ultimate sacrifice for us. I’m proud of you Wheaties: you know what’s important.

    BTW, the D Rays beat the MFY’s 7-6 tonight. Sorry, I could not resist!


  4. //I hope people (Kaylee!) will remember that Easter is not about some magic bunny, but it’s about our savior making the ultimate sacrifice for us.//

    OH TED, That one has been preached to me many times before it is stuck in my head!


  5. My chains are gone, I’ve been set free . My God, My Savior has ransomed me. And like a flood his mercy reigns, unending love Amazing Grace.


  6. Now, we’re getting a typical Mattie post. 🙂 God’s grace is truly amazing, and I’m so thankful for His love for me.

    I’ll amen Bub, too.

    Give my girl a kiss and tell her Aunt Stacy loves her and will see her next week, along with her favorite entertainment, Jared! 🙂 Hope she’s lots better today.


  7. Hey sis, Caroline says thanks for the kisses. She’s still not 100%. She hardly ate breakfast this morning, and took an early nap…definitely not her usual routine! But, then again, right now, she’s trying to climb up onto the table to get to the laptop, so she may be on the mend!


  8. Raisin Bran,

    You are getting some folks stopping by: I wonder if they think the same thing we do:

    Are you SURE those 2 are related? 🙂

    Hope Caroline feels better soon. Tell her Wake takes the bump at 2 today in Texas, and her Uncle Teddy will call with updates.

    As for your post, it was great: the ones I’m getting the big guns ready for are your “Mother Earth” posts. Go to Carol’s blog and take a peek at yesterdays post, then call Al Gore and ask him about that Global Warming thing!


  9. Corn Muffin,

    Tried to call you: Sox lost 2-0. Wake went 6 innings, 1 ER, 3 hits, but got no run support, which for some reason he’s been cursed with the last few seasons.

    Kiss my niece, and tell her that her favorite Uncle say’s hello.


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