June Sunday

Shaun gave a good lesson in the EQ. He was nervous and took it very seriously. Public things like this are hard for him, and he did it. Even when he turned to us during a very difficult 'time' before class and told us he didn't think given the immediate circumstances he could go through with it he reached down deep inside and given his heavenward pleas for help and strength and our family's as well (knowing what was effecting him, and today of all days when he was asked to teach the lesson) he accomplished what was asked of him.

There were several women who left after, including myself. In my haste to get to church on time I forgot to cover the chicken that would surely be burnt at the end of 3 hours so I went home to cover it and returned. As I watched them leave downtrodded, my heart groaned for them. I've been there, sometimes I'm still there like today, and sometimes the scabs hold strong. I couldn't help but ponder on what their evenings would be like later on. You know, we moms set the tone for the home....and these things effect the whole family. I completely understand their emotion. I have lived it too. Some wounds are deeper than most can realize unless you've been through them.

I just wonder sometimes if these presentations and the rhetoric could be tweaked. Not eliminated. They are important. But just tweaked so that those who stand in need of comfort could be comforted and burdens helped to be lighter. When it takes everything you have to get there you don't need to be cut off at the knees right from the start.

We had a nice dinner. Robert's brother's baby was born. A healthy boy. Janae is really sick and her car broke down again. Grandma and Grandpa are going over tomorrow to see how they can help her. Christine's last week of 8th grade starts tomorrow. Oh, boy. High school here we come!