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Yesterday was the National Day of Prayer. I remembered doing prayer stations for two different prayer vigil days at Baltimore Lutheran, so I set some of them up at my school.
It was fun! I think the kids got some good out of it. My big learning of the day was how much salt a school full of kids will eat. The answer is: a lot.
A while back, I moved the cat tree out of the living room into the office. It’s so big, it was really dominating the living room But it took up a lot of space in the office too, and Bruno didn’t really like it there.
Now it’s in a new location that he likes. It’s in the mudroom area where his litter box used to be. It’s right next to the back door, so he can sit in it and look out the window and chitter at the birds outside.
He REALLY likes to sit there. I hardly see him on the couch any more.
Happy May Day! I’m thinking about my old school in Maui. They will be celebrating Hawaiian Culture Day today, but the big celebration will be this Friday, when all the classes dance their hulas for each other and for their families. I’m sure it will be streaming, if you want to watch it 🙂
I didn’t feel very good yesterday. It was bad timing, because I met with this year’s seventh grade parents to talk about next year’s fundraising and whatnot. It was a good meeting, but it meant coming home late. I was glad to have some time to relax on the couch, then I went to bed.
On Sunday morning I woke up with a sore throat. Dang. It kept going during the course of Sunday. Dang. Yesterday I started coughing. Dang.
Hopefully, this won’t last long. I’m on my last generic DayQuil this morning, so I’ll need to stop at the store to get some more.
Oops! I forgot to write a post last night.
Here’s where Bruno sits while he watches me shave and brush my teeth in the morning:
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Those are wonderful, Brad. I zoomed in to read them and they are inspirational and so well-written. What a blessing for (your well-seasoned) students and staff!
Fun fact: Your first prayer station reminded me of the wooden cross your Granpa Hummel (?) made for you that you left with us when you moved across the Pacific. It still stands proudly above our DVR box on the TV so we see it daily. If you ever want that back, don’t hesitate to say so and we’ll find a way to return it to you. Meanwhile, know that it is being “used” regularly to bring to mind the saving work of His Son.
Hehe… that cross was a gift, not a loan. I’m so happy it can be a good visual reminder for you.
The cross in the picture was a gift to me. From Beth? From Belize? I have such a terrible memory. I should have written it on some tape and stuck it on the bottom. Anyway, it was a nice cross for this purpose. At Baltimore Lutheran, someone had supplied a bunch of pocket crosses, and the kids were supposed to take one home with them.