Casey came home last weekend. Came in on Friday afternoon and stayed until Sunday evening. I loved every minute he was home, though I really didn't see him that much. He came home to be a brother. Praise God, I've got the best kids.
Friday afternoon my heart just melted when I saw Casey walking into the shop while I was working, that great smile on his face when he saw me, and we just walked into each other's hug. He then went home to get Charlie and took him to the movies to see Nightmare Before Christmas in 3D. I've never seen it and have no desire to, but they liked it very much. They came home after the movie to get me and we went to get something to eat before they dropped me off and Casey took Charlie back to Denton (UNT) with him. Casey plays dodgeball with a group of students on Friday nights at 11 p.m. Charlie wasn't thrilled with the idea of playing dodgeball, but he ended up enjoying it a great deal, then they spent the night in Casey's dorm room as his roommate had gone home for the weekend. Charlie told me they stayed up till 7 a.m. playing guitar hero and slept in till about 4 p.m.
When they got home, I took Casey shopping for some clothes that he needed and then Casey took Charlie to Thrillvania (haunted houses and all that) in Terrell, Texas. While there, Casey bought Charlie a tee shirt (glow in the dark werewolf, which is pretty cool if I do say so).
Sunday morning I made orange rolls (the boy's favorites) and we headed off to church. Church is now The Potter's House in Dallas. We've attended Fellowship Church in Plano since they opened their doors about 3 years ago. I've had to drag Charlie there (and every where else) as he's simply not a 'church person'. He calls himself agnostic. It's okay, I was an atheist until I was 26, I know what God can do. Anyway, I love Fellowship. I love the teaching, the music, the people. So changing churches is NOTHING against Fellowship. I've been drawn in the spirit to The Potter's House for awhile, but because of the distance, I've put it off. Well, there was a reason I was being drawn there.
The first Sunday we attended, I saw Charlie participating in the praise and worship. Even though at Fellowship the music is Christian rock, Charlie has never sang or done anything but looked bored. When I saw him singing and clapping his hands, my spirit soared. Later, when the teaching began, and if you've never seen T.D. Jakes, the man teaches, I was taking notes and I saw something spring up on my left and when I looked up, I saw Charlie standing up, clapping like his hands were on fire and a smile from ear to ear on his face. I started to cry. Joyful crying. For whatever reason, Charlie was touched here. He 'got' it, and he 'got' it all throughout the service. It was the most awesome thing I've ever seen. Casey asked to be baptized when he was 7 years old. He was baptized again at 17 during a church retreat because he wanted to renew his dedication. I've never known Casey to not love the Lord. So, seeing this happening with Charlie, well, it's indescribable. Did Charlie accept Christ? No. But he's opened the door that he's kept securely locked all of his life. Sunday I got to go to church with both of my boys again, which I've missed so much since Casey went to college, and for the first time, we all were not only in church, but we were having church.
I had to be at work at 5 on Sunday. The Potter's House starts at 11:30 and we're getting out around 2:30. Seems like a long time? No, it's wild how you never once look at your watch here and that is honestly something I can't say about anywhere else I've been since moving to Texas. Y'all know how I have no sense of direction. I can get lost walking to my mail box. Well, I got lost coming home. Took about an hour to find my way out of a 10 mile radius. Mark ended up having to help us by phone with his atlas. But finally, we were back on 635 working our way to 75 North (Texans, y'all know what I'm talking about) and back to Plano where we stopped to have lunch...uhhh, dinner.
When I got to work, still thrilled with having done 'church' with my boys, and Casey and I seeing the way it's touching Charlie, my manager told me she needed me to start working Sunday mornings/afternoons. I work 6 days a week, any and all hours she needs me, asking only to be accommodated Sunday church hours. So, I told her no and that this was not open for discussion. She wanted to "discuss" it anyway. She told me that she could not let me have those hours off every Sunday anymore. :) I won't go into all the details, only to say that I refuse to argue and I have an annoying habit of remaining calm when others heat up. At the end of it all, I assured her that regardless of what she scheduled me for on Sundays, that I would not come in until after church. You know, when God's opening doors Satan will do everything he can to keep you from going through them. Satan is not going to close this door opening up for Charlie. So...we'll see how much they want to keep me there, huh? I understand that they want me there at peak times. I won a contest the company had nation wide among it's top sales, and I've only been in retail for 5 months. God blesses me. But I will not compromise on this.
I'm going to give you some photo's the boys and I took from this weekend and a little video I found on youtube of T.D. Jakes. Enjoy.
Oh, and please continue to keep us in your prayers. Love you all.
Charlie relaxing with Danny
Charlie being Charlie
Casey relaxing with Danny. Yup, Danny is loved. :)
Charlie asleep with Danny.
Bobby has decided she likes paper towels. This was a brand new roll. First time she's ever done this...better be the last.
Danny and Porter playing...on my bed.
Butchie is bored with it all. :)