It's been a rough week. The abduction and murder of Caitlin Wooten has really thrown me for a loop. I didn't know her that well; she & her sister had started babysitting for me about six months ago and my girls seemed to love them. Jeff worked with her mom at VV and they seemed like nice people. After attending her funeral on Wednesday, I can honestly say I wish I'd taken the time to know her better. There were several things that happened during the eulogy that really stood out to me. First of all, she apparently was in the habit of reading her bible every night. After her death, her bible was found open to Psalm 37, and it's believed to be the last one she read. The theme of this Psalm is to trust in the Lord and wait patiently for him to act and it vividly contrasts the wicked person with the rightous. That was enough to get the chills started with me. Next, Caitlin kept a notebook in which she jotted down bible verses and her thoughts about them. She had written "Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His rightousness and all these things shall be given unto you.". Under this she'd written the words: Remember to ask Mom to ask God "What do I do now?" instead of "Why did this happen?". Wow. Chills galore. This girl was all of sixteen and she got it. Some day I'd hope to come close to where she was on a spiritual plane; it just blew me away. Finally, the eulogy focused on Caitlin's light never being extinguished by the darkness of evil. The day had started out cloudy, and suddenly from my seat in the balcony, sunlight began to shine in through the stained glass windows. In my head popped the thought "She's here." It seemed only right that her spirit was there, among the thousand who gathered to remember her, and that she was OK. Nobody can ever hurt her again. She's safe. Keep her family in your prayers. That plus time and love will help them heal.
On a lighter note, yesterday I was alone in the house and suddenly I hear a noise that sounds like cabinet doors being slammed shut. It scared the heck out of me! I'd been in our downstairs office, and I made a quick sweep of the house. Nothing. I was standing in out entryway wondering if I'd lost my mind when I heard the noise again. I saw one of the wild turkeys that cruises our neighborhood out by our dining room window, so I dropped to my knees and crawled over there to see what he was doing without scaring him away. Apparently he'd come across a mirror we'd taken down that had somehow ended up outside and he'd seen his reflection in it as well as in our window. Not only was he pecking at both (very loudly, I might add) but he'd puffed out all his feathers to show that 'other' turkey who was boss; he was also gobbling at his reflection. I was on the other side of that window, basically at eye level with him, and I was cracking up; if anybody had seen me they probably would have thought I'd gone crazy. I guess somebody up there thought I needed a laugh, and boy, did I get one!!
Lastly, Pavarotti was wonderful. He sat the whole time, but his voice is still mesmerizing. It would have been amazing to see him with the Three Tenors a few years back. The dress was awesome, Jeff loved it, and I can't wait to wear it again!!!
Happy thoughts to all!!!!
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As I said earlier, I'm all for a good, stiff drink. Maggie started asking about Caitlin out of the blue Sunday night and I've had to try to explain things to her. Yesterday she broke down, sobbing, in my lap, saying over and over "I miss her, Mommy!!! I want to see her!!!". Holy crap. After all that I felt like my head was going to explode. She hasn't said anything today, but she's been kept busy. Good. I needed the break.
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