Here are two pictures of the dove release. We could not have had a more perfect ending to a ceremony for our son, Noah, whose name means Peace. The real question I want to know is how do the doves know to return to their homes? It’s like they are living boomerangs or something! Think about it…even Noah’s dove brought the branch back to him. It could have stayed on the tree from which the branch was plucked but it returned to Noah so that he knew the waters were residing.
Anyway, I’m not a “counter” but to state the obvious, it’s been a week. I miss my boy like crazy! I can’t smell him and that really bothers me! I want so badly to speed over to the hospital and jump up in his crib with him and spoon him all night long, hold his hands and smooch the heck out of him! That has been the hardest part all week…not being at home, but the NOT being at the hospital. I want to go visit everyone there soon, but it may take a little while…
Today Em and I were playing with blocks in the family room…
Em: “Let’s build Noah’s castle in Heaven!”
Me: “Okay, what does it look like?”
Em: “There are clouds everywhere on the ground and gold columns by the door and then a big huge tower.”
(Sounds nice. I wonder how many kids get glimpses of Heaven and we pass it off as “just dreams”?)
Meanwhile, we’re helping our church plant a new site downtown this Sunday on the 16th Street Mall at the Pavillions Theatre at 10:00 am. Come if you don’t already have a church…we don’t want to “church steal” even though the Church has no walls.