So here I sit again, thirty-five-thousand feet above the ground. I have flown more in the past two and a half years then I did during all of the years that came before. Who woulda' thunk it?
I am flying out to California to visit Sarah and Brian, probably for the last time before they move back east. I am excited beyond words. Sarah came to visit me just a couple of weeks ago, but I haven't seen Brian since I went out there during spring break, and that seems like four years ago.
Okay, it was March and it is now July. Four months, not four years. Time is marching slowly for me these days, which I guess is a good thing at my age. I might live forever at this rate.
Strike that. That does not sound appealing at all. Let me tell you about a resent conversation or two that I've had with people that I love. :)
Rewind to the end of the school year. I think I told you that I departed from the Bible curriculum the last couple of weeks. The kids and I were close and comfortable and they had many questions yet to be asked and answered.
We had been talking about Elijah and Elisha. I think I wrote about that, too. I couldn't count the times we talked about how I would be a part of their lives for as long as I lived, and then I would be doing the thing that I want to do more than anything else ever.
If you are new and you don't know what that is, there are old posts about it. But just in case I don't go back and find them to link them, I'll tell you right here. I long with all of my heart and all that is within me to touch the face of Jesus.
We were talking about what happened when Elisha died, which is pretty cool, because Elijah never did. Die, that is. There were always tears when we spoke of such things, and some were mine. I had the sweetest kids ever, and I'm not kidding.
Someone raised their hand. Well, lots of kids raised their hand, but the one who I called on said this: "Mrs. Olszewski, when you die, can we take your bones over to wherever Elisha's grave is and throw you on top of his bones? If they still have the power of God on them, we could get you back!"
Okay, precious, right? I guess I'd better tell you the story tomorrow, and we'll go from there. You can get a preview by reading 11 Kings chapter 13, verses 14-21. Perhaps I'll start with Elijah. They go together.
Have I told you lately how sweet the Lord is to me? :)
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