Today would have been gift enough were the mailbox to have remained empty, even… I think… were there no crib in our house and no baby to sleep soundly in that crib… though that is harder to say. We have a new president. A president I found great joy in voting for- twice. A president I trust. A president I believe in. That said, I don’t think he’s the second coming. I don’t think he can or will fix everything. One of the Psalms read in morning prayer today reminded me not to put my trust in princes and so I won’t, not even in this prince, not ultimately, not fully.
I didn’t accomplish much studying today, a bit of German and a bit of theological reading. I was distracted by the events of the day and by the needs of our child, and… by the haul that came via the US Postal Service today. Kev stepped outside to deposit some recycling in the bin and met the postman at the curb. He returned with arms piled high.
Shortly before he stepped out I declared “I will be glad when the dictionary I ordered arrives because this one” I pointed to the trusty little green one that had served me well in Germany “is just not cutting it”. I am working on translating a German version of the New Testament and when you KNOW what you’re translating and still can’t make it make sense… that’s a bit frustrating.
So when Kevin stepped in with his arms piled high the first thing he said was “So where did you order the dictionary from?”
I couldn’t remember, but judging from the size of the book package he was holding up, I suspected the groan I had just released had been answered promptly with grace. He opened the package and… indeed… alleluia!
And as if that were not enough, another of the packages in his arm contained the “German for Reading” textbook that I had ordered. This, also, should greatly aid my self-study. Woohoo!
But his arms were yet full. Much of what remained was addressed to Caroline or to the three of us.
First I opened a package from the presbytery in which I used to serve. A card signed by several of my previous colleagues and a lovely set of three pieces of child-sized flatware from a local company, each piece engraved with the symbol of our denomination. I found this quite delightful. Kev found it… amusing. “Early indoctrination,” he later quipped, with a chuckle. We love the gift. It was very unexpected and very sweet.
Kev opened the next box, a large one from his aunt… filled with many (if not all) of the children’s books she has published over the years. WONDERFUL books. One of which (the newest of which) I almost bought a few weeks ago. What an AWESOME gift! We’ll have so much fun reading these to her over the years.
And then Kev opened a box from, at first, an unidentified source. It turned out to be a gift from parishioners in our last parish, an adorable and fun purple dress with a funky bird on it, size six months. Another wonderful gift.
(Oh my goodness… should this be at the other blog? Maybe… looks like I’ll be cross posting again!)
And then the last package, from friends/a colleague’s family- these our friends from college and seminary who ended up just down the road from me in my previous presbytery. Amy, wonderful wife and mom in this family, makes fabulous flannel baby blankets PERFECT for swaddling. We have two of her creations, one that I bought and intended to give as a baby gift to someone, who, it turned out, really didn’t need it. And so… I kept it. And… it is luxuriously pink striped. The other was a hand-me-down from a mutual friend- this is a fun green one with lizards on it! We use these blankets ALL the time, and having another one now, a BEAUTIFUL yellow one with small purple flowers and green vines on it, in which our beautiful girl is swaddled and sleeping soundly on my lap right now, well… this is just fabulous!
In addition to all these marvelous packages, we had some great pieces of mail. A thoughtful (as always) letter from Kev’s dad. (His mom’s letters are always thoughtful too!) A birth announcement of the much desired and long-awaited and greatly celebrated third child of my cousin- sweet little Grace! And another piece of mail for Caroline, a very sweet note from her Mamie.
After this mail call we watched our new president take office with poise and heard the best prayer (the last one, I mean) I’ve heard in awhile.
And we have our much desired, long awaited, much celebrated girl in our home and loves.
Truly an abundance of riches.
(Nah… I won’t cross post. Most of you double read anyhow, right? And the truth is… she’s a part of my whole life now, no sense segmenting completely!)