Traveling Circus

Family Update

We had a good service again last night, where the Lord worked in many hearts. It was also a rather eventful night for us as a family. Abigail sang in the service for the first time. She and Josiah stood on a chair behind the pulpit, and with Paul for background support (No, he did not sing “doo-wahs” in the background), they sang “Little Things,” a song that tells how God delights in using little things to do His will. Abigail only managed to get the last few words of every phrase, but it was a real accomplishment to even get her up there.

After the service we fellowshipped for a long while. It was during this time, that Josiah came to me with a bloody nose. This was the result of putting a stick in his nostril while playing outside. I had to explain to him why he should not do it again – somewhere in his head is a brain, however large or small, and he might hurt himself badly if he continued to perform such daring feats. Abigail sat in a briar bush. Esther had her first taste of chocolate in the form of an Oreo cookie. If we had been a traveling circus (no comments, please), the sideshows might have been advertised something like this:

“Come see the world’s greatest brainless boy – he carries his brain on an ordinary stick!”

“Don’t miss the incredible howling, jumping girl! She can leap small fences at a single bound!”

“See the amazing bearded baby! Even though she has a beard, her head is as bald as a jug! Scientists are baffled by this seeming anomaly!”

We put the children to bed before they could do any more damage to themselves or anyone else.

Paul is complaining of needing a haircut, so I will add him to the circus bill.

“The one and only six foot plus Preaching Hairball!”

And of course, you know the show isn’t over until the fat lady sings…

I guess it is a good thing that we aren’t a circus after all.