A continuation of my journey of friendship as I like to call it…..  It is always interesting to me how God gives us a little at a time to chew on then a little more.  Just recently in my Bible reading I was in the book of Luke.  It was the story of a man who was putting on a banquet.  He sent out his servants to tell those invited the banquet was ready.  Each of them made lame excuses why they couldn’t make it (free food and they don’t want to go??).  The thing is, these people already knew about this feast and agreed to come previously.  The frustrated host had all this food and no one to eat it.  He sent his servants out to the streets.  He ordered them to invite basically those undesirable and destitute people.  In that story, God spoke to my heart.  I know what you are thinking; I’m one of those undesirables.  That story took me back to dreaded high school.  Thankfully that time in my life only occurred once.  I am not here to be friends with those who already have a clan to depend on.  I am called to be a friend to those like me who weren’t jocks, cheerleaders, or nominated to be prom king/queen, nor will we ever achieve popularity of any kind.  As far as the specifics, I’m not sure who God has in mind to come to my banquet (the one my hubby will cook haha).

Last week at prayer group one of the women was talking about combat in the spiritual sense and her own personal journey.  It struck me that one reason I AM on this journey is because I am closed.  There is only so far I will open myself up to a person.  It has taken many years even in marriage to open up, and even then…sometimes…..there is much in my head and heart that stay there.  The times in my life I have been vulnerable have ended with some serious scars.  I guess maybe that is at the essence of this journey.

Today was the first official day of school in our house (unless you consider preschool).  We all walked Chandlur out to the bus stop, and i almost cried (i kept myself in check though with some hard swallows) .  We kept having conversations if he was nervous about anything.  In typical Chandlur fashion, and emphatic no. He got on the bus and waved proudly with the biggest smile i have seen from him.  He is now a big boy who gets to ride the school bus.

i forgot today and tomorrow they are out 25 minutes earlier than normal.  i was watching the clock to get him from the bus stop.  All of a sudden he came bounding into the house.  He proudly told me how he walked in the bark chips(there isn’t a side walk) and walked close to the trees.  He also had an uneaten lunch. hhmm i was trying to get out of him why.  All i can understand is that somehow he got lunch at school and the teacher said not to bring his lunch??  Maybe they have a new program of free food??  Wait, that would mean higher taxes.  Ok, maybe not a great idea.  He also had papers to give to his teacher (permission slips and such).  At first he said he gave them to the bus driver, then he said he put them on the counter (at home), then he said his teacher got them.  The reliability of a 5 year old, oy!  Another question for the teacher.  Geesh, i don’t want to come off as a helicopter parent for this poor lady.

All in all sounds like he had a great day and is excited to go back tomorrow.  i hope when conferences come around, i don’t get the “disruptive” notification.  He loves to talk and is easily distracted.  i guess i can’t expect much more from a 5 year old boy who loves life?