Memorial Box Monday ~ A Little Heart's Desire

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Memorial Box Monday ~ A Little Heart's Desire

This happy event actually took place on March 28, 2009, and I blogged about it then--I am just going to borrow the story from that post to present here as my newest Memorial Box Monday. Enjoy!

March 2009 ~

We recently started "Skyping" with our oldest bird Bryce, who is stationed in Spokane, and it has been such a blessing to get to "see" him! (For anyone who doesn't know what Skype is, it's like a video conference via the Internet. With the aid of a web cam on either end you can make a call through the Internet, and then talk and see one another on your computer screen. It's the coolest thing ever, and it's free!)

So, last night Bryce sent me a text message asking when would be a good time to Skype to see Brogan and Teddi before they went to bed. I said 7:15ish, and he sent another text saying he was still out, how about 8:00ish? Well 8:00ish is usually bedtime now that the kids get up early for school, but I told him yes, thinking we would get the kids completely ready for bed and then Skype for a short bit and then tuck them in! A little before eight, we sat down to read their Bible story, and then we got up to head to the computer--just across the sunroom.

As we stood up, Brogan said, "I wish we could see Bryce."

To which I cheerily replied, "We are going to see him, we're getting ready to Skype right now!"

To which Brogie's sad little voice answered, "No I mean see him herrrrre."

To which I replied (with my mamas heart aching), "I know buddy".

As this conversation was transpiring Bryce called on his cell to see if we were ready to Skype, and in turn Bryan "called" him through the computer. We heard the ringing sound as the Internet connected with Bryce . . . first one ring, two rings, three rings . . . four . . . five . . . six . . . seven . . . and just as we began to wonder why he wasn't "picking up", the back door of the sunroom flew open behind us . . . and in walked . . .

the desire of Brogan's little heart!

We had nooooo idea he was coming! As I hugged his neck, and asked what he was doing here, the other big kids came running. Brogan and Teddi had already scrambled up Bryce!

Turns out, Bryce was given an opportunity to come teach survival training at a base about 4o minutes away. He'll be in the area for about 10 or 11 days, and part of that time he'll be out in the field. He's staying in a hotel near where he needs to be for work, but we are hopeful we will get to spend a bit of time with him. And even if it isn't much, last night was a precious, precious gift. (Needless to say the 8:00ish bedtime flew out the window . . . Flit and Grinner are currently napping to catch back up!)

This morning while driving Brogan and Teddi to school we talked about last night's wonderful surprise. I was reminding Brogie of what he had said about wanting so badly to see Bryce, and then I shared with him how God knows the desires of our heart (what we really, really want), and that God knows his very thoughts!

I told Brogan, "I think God was smiling a great big smile down on you, and thinking, Brogan is about to get a realllllly big surprise!"

The thought of God surprising him like that just tickled Brogan and he giggled the longest, most joyful giggle . . . and then very matter-of-factly he said, "That was like a miracle"!

Yes, Brogie it was. A miracle just for you!

Thank You heavenly Father for lovingly tending to the desires of my baby boy's heart. Thank you for bringing my oldest bird home to the nest for a bit.

We are delighted!

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We did enjoy several wonderful visits with Bryce over those ten precious days. Like Brogie, I too, had really been missing Bryce. We were in the height of Taylor's wedding planning, and I knew that Bryce would be coming in May for the wedding -- yet I also knew he would only have a few days, and I would have to share him (and my time) with lots of other people. How sweet it was to have those precious unplanned visits with him- and get him all to ourselves. God knew the desires of this mama's heart too. Oh He is good!

As I was thinking back on this story, and trying to figure out what would best represent it in our Memorial Box, I remembered the neatest little thing that Brogan brought home from school just a few days ago . . .

a precious clay heart made with his own little hands, and marked with a "B". What better to represent my Brogie boy's heart's desire? Another tiny detail taken care of by our Heavenly Father, at just the right time! Now how sweet is that?

Delight yourself also in the Lord,

and He will give you the desires

of your heart. Psalm 37:4

Blessings from my nest ~

Tina