Many have been asking me this question since the election. Well, I read an interesting blog about the election that provides some interesting perspective on Romney’s loss as it relates to “conservative Christians.” It’s a good read found here…
I’ve also been asking myself that question about the wedding Saturday. Katy will be leaving and I’ve been asking myself “What now?” But, so are you. We all have transitions and change in life and we must move on. It could be the health of a loved one that is deteriorating or the loss of a job or financial issues, etc.
Katy has been writing about her siblings at her blog and they are “tear-jerkers,” found here…
Here is an excerpt she wrote about Clara. She calls Clara, “Clarie” (pronounced: Cla-ree):
At times I really believe that leaving my Clarie will be the hardest part of leaving home. Not that I love her more than anyone else, but because she sums up home in one little body. Back in the summer I was playing with her outside and she started to cry. I asked her what was wrong. She just choked out, “You’re leaving me.” She was the first one to admit it. She has always known things… understood things. Before Josh even asked me to marry him, she said what I knew deep down. I pulled her in my arms as I rested my chin on her head.
Since then she has understood that things won’t be so “bad.” She looks forward to being my flower girl… although she worries that she will run out of petals before she gets down the whole aisle. That’s something I would worry about. Thinking of leaving her hurts worse than ever. She really is my baby. I promise her that she can visit us and spend the night sometimes. I’m not leaving forever.
So, my Clarie, thank you for trusting me. You know I’m your big sissy no matter where I go. My arms are always here for you to run into. I love you, my baby… I love you.
She wrote about her little brother Andrew, whom she calls “Bin,” which is part of his Chinese name.
He is the one that comes up to me and crawls up in my lap. He lays his head on my chest and pretends to fall asleep. He is also the one who didn’t understand that I am getting married.
He is obsessed with Legos these days and he wants some for Christmas. Josh and I will not be home for Christmas this year. Josh’s working schedule won’t allow it. We will be home a few days afterward. So, a few weeks ago Andrew came up to me. He asked me to help him build his Legos on Christmas day. He promised me that I won’t get bored and I will have fun. I proceeded to have to remind him that I will not be home. I’m marrying Josh. His face wasn’t one of anger or even sadness but realization that I’m leaving. He doesn’t cry. He just nods and walks off. I wonder sometimes where his little mind is in all of this. All I can do is hold him and tell him that I love him.
Andrew has the most generous heart in our family. He kissed me before bed the other night and said, “Oh no! I spoiled your kiss for Josh!” He listens and he knew that I have saved my kiss for Josh. I laughed as I kissed his nose and told him that it was different because he is my brother.
I will miss my Bin. I don’t know what I’ll do without my bundle of energy. He is my only brother. He takes care of me. I love you, Andrew baby. You of all my siblings understand patience through the struggles. You’ve taught me how to be tough… just like you. Yet, somehow, you’re the sweetest boy I know.
And last but, certainly not least is Kandace. Katy calls her sister (almost four years her junior, “Kandy”).
If there has ever been a person that has been with me through the thick and thin, I can say it is Kandace. Very little of my life has been without her. I can vaguely remember holding her for the first time. Daddy laid her in my little arms. “Meet your sister.” I smiled like only a 3 1/2 year old could as I looked down into the quiet infant’s face.
The “quiet” infant was only pretending to be calm. She turned out to be an energetic, curly headed doll of a child. She learned to talk incredibly early and learned to drive me crazy even earlier. She was the kind of child that had an imaginary friend. She cut the hair off of our cats, yet she cried if she saw a dead animal on the side of the road. She could sing perfect harmony before most kids can hold down the melody to a tune. Her little heart accepted Jesus at the age of four.
We nearly killed each other. Never has a child had such an ability to pull hair, but neither has a child had a sweeter hug. She made me so mad I could explode, yet I wouldn’t have been the same without her. She was the one I cried with when the adoptions were hard. She was the one I locked arms with when no one understood.
Time passed and we got older. We sang together in church. She wasn’t afraid of things like I was. She often pushed through life with more vigor than I did. I used to ask her to go order food for me at restaurants. She would roll her eyes and hop up to help “the scardy cat” out.
I was the serious one. She was… not. We’re still that way. Now she’s taller than me. She is 14 years old. She’s almost 15. To me she is still four years old and bouncing around the house with her curls blowing in the wind. No matter what, she has stuck by me. We’re together. We never went through a “stage” where we “hated” each other. Mom and Dad taught us that love is the only option. So it was. It is. We take care of each other. She borrows my clothes and I borrow hers. We sit in church on Sundays side by side.
I would be lying to say that leaving her is easy. She has always been my best friend. It is hard for her too. I’m leaving, not because I love her less, but because I have to go with the one who I am supposed to be with. She knows that.
She’ll always be my sister. Time nor distance can change how close we are. She has done more for me in the past few months than I will never know. She has chosen to trust her sister, her friend. She’ll always be the one who can finish my sentences. She’ll always be the one who sings perfect harmony to my melody. I’ve watched her grow into a girl after God’s heart. She’ll always be Kandy. My little sister. Now she’ll be my Maid of Honor.
Thank you, Kan. Thanks for being my best friend. I’m always here for you. I love you!
What now? Well, after the election…we keep living and trusting in our Sovereign Lord. We seek to reach people for Jesus. If we want people to stop legalizing pot and gay marriage, then let’s lead them to Jesus. If we want people to get off of welfare rolls and put their hand to the plow, instead of having their hand out with palm up, then we must reach into their spirit with the love of Jesus and then they’ll desire to work and be productive. The answer to what I will do as a father, who is giving away his daughter in two days is to “trust Jesus.” The answer to: “What now?” with this country is to: TRUST JESUS. The answer to life’s problems can be summed up in one word…