Friday, May 16, 2014

What My Job Is Like

     It was 1:31 p.m. and I wasn't there yet. But that's okay, because sometimes I don't walk through the door until 1:45, even though the scheduled time for me to arrive is 1:30. So, 1:31 wasn't really that bad, especially considering the fact that it's just a one minute drive.

     My Mom dropped me off at the top of the driveway and I walked through the wet grass to the door. As soon as I stepped inside, three little boys' voices shouted, "Hi, Holly!" I kicked off my wet moccasins and smiled at some of my favorite people. "Hi Benjamin! Hello Nolan! Hey there, Evan!" Mrs. Osgood put the baby on the floor and he crawled to me, grinning and making little squeaky noises. I picked him up and he burrowed his face in my shoulder.

"Holly, let me show you something!"
"Holly, watch this!"
Hey, Holly, I've got something to tell you."
"Holly, look at what I can do!"
"Come with me, Holly, I want to show you something."

     They all clamored for my attention at once. The baby wouldn't let me put him down. I love it.

     However, they all needed to eat lunch, and I needed to get to work. Brudwin cried when I set him in his highchair, but I left him because sorting laundry and vacuuming are a lot easier with two hands. He really wasn't interested in lunch though, so Mrs. Osgood let him down while I scrubbed away mud streaks left on the walls by dirty hands. He tugged on my jeans, so I picked him up and he was happy.

"Holly, can you gargle?" Nolan asked from the dining room.
"Yes, I can."
"Can Kirk gargle?"
"Yes, he can, too."
"Cannnn.....Jesse gargle?"
"Yep!"
"How about your other brother?" Benjamin wondered.
     Not knowing which brother he was referring to, but knowing that all of them can gargle, I responded with a laugh, "Yes, he can."
"Watch me, Holly." Nolan took a gulp of milk and gargled it.
"Good job!"
"I can do it, too," Benjamin said, and he proceeded to impress me with his gargling skills.

     After the walls were done, I swept the kitchen and dining room while the boys' mother read Robin Hood aloud. By the time I was done and the chapter is finished, it was naptime. I gave Benjamin and Nolan piggyback rides to their bedroom.
     "Holly, I need to whisper something in your ear," Benjamin informed me. "Only you and my Mom can know what it's about."
     I climbed halfway up the ladder to the top bunk, and leaned my elbows on the mattress. I can't tell you exactly what he related to me because only Mrs. Osgood and I can know what it was, but I can say that it was concerning his magic tricks. (Now you understand why I can't tell you; it's very important to keep the details of magic tricks secret.)

     I said goodnight to them, and left to fill up the mop bucket in the bathtub. Brudwin isn't supposed to be with me while I'm mopping, but it's not really possible to keep that child contained, so I ended up holding him for half the time and letting him play with the bucket handle for the other half. He was very good and didn't play with or drown in the water. Nolan came out while I was finishing the dining room and told us that he couldn't fall asleep. Mrs. Osgood instructed him to stay in bed for another twenty minutes before he could come back out, and he whined about how "that will take so loooong," but went anyway. I finished the floors, then dusted and played with Brudwin while Mrs. Osgood had a job-related phone call.

     Nolan came back out after the twenty minutes, and I played a game with him and Evan until their mother was done with the call. Brudwin wanted to play the game, too, but his version is more destructive than our's,so I had a hard time keeping him from messing up the cards. I put him on my shoulders but he flung himself off and I thought he was going to die. I caught him, though, and he was laughing. Nolan would have preferred to play lightsabers and guns than Scrambled States, but he contented himself with jumping on the chairs and sitting on my lap. "Holly, one day, Dart Vader cut off Wuke's hand. But he got it back!" I beat Evan at the game by one point, and then Benjamin woke up from his nap. We all went outside to bring some laundry boxes over to the grandma's house across the lawn. Nolan thought it would be raining so he took his umbrella, but he ended up using it as a gun instead. Evan raced me back to the house, Benjamin showed me how high he could swing, and Nolan rode his little bicycle up the sidewalk for me.

     When I got back inside, Brudwin went down for his nap. I put away the clean dishes and washed the dirty ones from lunch. Benjamin and Nolan fought over who got to play a game with me, but I chose Benjamin's game because I had already played with Nolan. While we played, he fell asleep on an armchair, which I was expecting because he hadn't taken a nap. I won the game between Benjamin and myself (it was actually the same one I'd played with Evan, and I won by the same amount of points), and then called my Mom to let her know she could come pick me up because it was 4:20.

     Even though the drive is only a minute, Mom always takes a while to get down to the Osgoods' house. (Probably because she's busy doing something else.) But I don't mind, because I get to talk to Mrs. Osgood while I wait. This time, we talked about marriage, and the types of problems couples can run into, and then we briefly discussed the five love languages. I was sorry when Mom called to let me know she was in the driveway. I said goodbye to them all, and walked outside barefoot because I didn't feel like putting on my socks and shoes. (Mr. Osgood would have been shocked--he doesn't approve of my going barefoot all the time. It's something of a joke, really. But he wasn't there anyway.) I opened the passenger door and got in the car, and then we drove up the hill to my house.

     I can't thank the Lord enough for the Osgoods.


Friday, May 2, 2014

No more endings? Sounds like Heaven to me.

     I have a like-hate relationship with endings.

     Sometimes endings can be really great. There are things that I really want to end, like an argument, an illness, or an awkward party where I have no one to talk to because everybody is 40+. Other times, I like an ending because it will lead to new beginnings, as winter leads to spring, or as the first book in a good series leads to the second.

     But, most of the time,endings are really sad. I don't like when our week at the beach has ended and we have to leave, when I finish reading the last book in the series, or when an absolutely lovely day with some of my best friends is over and everybody has to go home. While some endings are bad simply because it's an ending of something fun, the worst endings are when people leave.

     I wish I could always be with the people that I love.

     I don't like goodbyes.
     I don't like going away.
     I don't like the feeling that being together forever is how it should be, yet sin and sadness makes it so that we're not.

     And, from that you can surmise that I really don't like death, either.

     I don't like death. I am truly blessed to have never experienced losing a loved one to the curse of this world. But just as everything else ends, I know this life will end too.

     It sounds awfully hopeless, doesn't it? It could be, except that I have hope in my Redeemer, and I know He's going to come back to take me to a place where nothing ever ends. Nothing will hurt, nobody will say goodbye, and it will be for eternity. I will be with all God's chosen people, praising Him forever and ever.

     This life is usually looked upon as an ending. I just said it myself, in this life, on this earth, everything ends. You'll continue to say goodbye, to deal with endings, and to struggle through the pain of the deaths. Even when you have the hope of Savior, and the knowledge of Heaven, it's still hard.

     But, I don't view this life as an ending. It's the beginning.

     Everything good and beautiful here will be a hundred times better in Heaven. The colors, the tastes, the sensations, the laughter, the praise, and the joy will all be made perfect. Everything will be good, just like it was meant to be. Our lives here will seem like such short trials compared to the glory and the abundant beauty of the house of our Father. We will dance and sing and magnify Him, and it will never end. We will be filled with joy and nothing will take it away. And it will be for eternity.

     Eternity is a really long time. Guess what? Eternity is so long, that it never ends! What a blessed hope we have!

     "And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be His people, and God Himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away." (Revelations 21:3-4)

     Oh, how I long for Heaven. I long to be out of this world and away from the hurt, the anger, the hate, the sin. I want the endings to end. But when I look to God's Word I see that all these endings that I dislike are only the beginning.