Saturday, March 15, 2014

SOBC Flash Mob Wedding

Last summer when I heard there was a group in our church that needed a bible study leader, my heart immediately said yes.  I remember college and my 20s.  I needed Jesus and I needed people who'd already been walking with Him to walk with me.  We started meeting at a coffee shop in June of 2013.

At that time I honestly had no idea how much I'd love these "kids" God has allowed me to get to know and I've been amazed at how much I've learned from them and at how much they make me laugh.  I call them "mine" and I only share them with one of my sweetest friends, Deborah.  We love these crazy kids almost as much as our own.

Last weekend was whirlwind of a story, but I'll tell you that it really started long ago.  I loved getting to be a part of it but God had been orchestrating it all along.  Curtis and Victoria have been dating for 7 years, engaged for 1.  Curtis had mentioned several times that he was ready to get married and Victoria was so close!  After a one-day marriage conference at our church last Saturday, he mentioned it again.  Brad and I decided to have them and a few of the other college/20s kids
over for dinner one night, just to hear their hearts.  We ate pizza.  They looked at our old dating and wedding pictures, watched American Idol, and just hung out.

I don't think I was at the table when the conversation began but Brad, who is doing a marriage sermon series this month, probably offered to marry them right then and there.  All I know is there was much excitement and we were all drawn to it!  I thought of my wedding dress that Victoria had just complimented as "classic and timeless", so I asked if she wanted to see it.  It had been moved all over the country in a very classy garbage sack and it smelled like 17 year old dust, but I remembered that at one time I did think of selling it.  God had very clearly directed me at that time to give it away, but I never understood to whom and had forgotten about that, until just then.  She tried it on.  IT FIT.  She stood in front of my mirror and cried. It was a moment I hope to never forget.

  • Wouldn't it be great if we, as the Bride of Christ could stand in front of a mirror, crying at the beauty of how He made us and loves us and is coming for us soon??  Just a thought…

Back to the story.  As that Thursday night rolled on, questions came and then answers.  Would Victoria's dad, who works often away on business, be in town? YES.  Would Victoria's mom be okay with this short notice? YES. Would it be okay to get a marriage license on Monday after the wedding? Why not?  Then….Could we get the dress cleaned by Sunday?  Well when Victoria gave the go, (10:30pm Thursday) I sent a text to staff wives and friends I knew would help and give advice.

I got the name of a cleaner that specialized in wedding dresses from one amazing friend and called them on my way there at 8am Friday morning.  I had Grace and even her friend Mandy in the car and we prayed out loud for a miracle on Colleyville Boulevard!  I pulled that wadded-up dress out of the trunk and was out of that place with a receipt that said I could pick it up at 4pm THAT DAY!!  What great love our God has for us, even caring for us in the littlest details!  Tux, check. Flowers, check. Bridesmaids, hair, dresses, check. Groomsmen, rings, music, check. All of us got to see our God bless and surprise that weekend!!  

It was a beautiful day. 

Sunday, February 02, 2014

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Dr. Myrlene Kennedy

Every year around this time of year I get a bit nostalgic about a great time in my life.  I long for the days in high school when I would be memorizing lines, learning songs, and staying after school for long rehearsals in preparing for the annual high school musical.  I don't mean Disney's cheesy show.  I don't mean just ANY high school musical.  Really.  It.  Was.  Legendary.

I never could do it justice with the words describing it, and I hated for people to think I was wishing for my "glory days" or even bragging while trying to explain the awesomeness that was the Friendswood High School Musical.  I tried to tell my husband and when he did end up seeing it one year he was very impressed with the quality and talent, but I still knew deep down that he didn't get it.  He didn't experience it.  And I actually feel bad for him.  He missed something very special.

Tears come to my eyes thinking of my beginning with the musical in Friendswood.  I was a wide-eyed freshman, just happy to be in the chorus, as were all freshmen….every year.  It was 1988 and the musical was Mame.  It was breath-taking.  The seniors seemed like Broadway stars.  My part was just making sure I got on the stage for the chorus scenes.  I still have nightmares to this day about missing my cue or forgetting my lines.

The music was directed by my music teacher, a beautiful opera-singing Carmen-like voice and character, named Jane Ann Quevedo.  The drama teacher, Ms. Bennie Nipper, was new to me but like most drama directors a little nutty, and the choreography was by the sweet young drill-team director, Sondra Schaaf.  The entire show was produced by the scariest woman I'd ever heard speak and I was pretty sure I just wanted to stay out of her way.  She was the assistant principal of Friendswood High School, Dr. Myrlene Kennedy.

The next year I went to audition in front of all of these same ladies and to my surprise, and everyone else's I got the lead.  I have no idea to this day how that happened, except I was so shy and maybe a little afraid of boys like Marian Paroo.  They all seemed to be matchmaking as they told (now Baptist Pastor- foreshadowing?) Freddy Nelson and I to endure our first kiss (pretty sure it was his first kiss ever too!) in front of the entire cast on that bridge made by the Art class.  I don't remember much about the next few years, but I do remember the dress rehearsal critiques by alumni rock stars of the FHS musical, backstage quick changes, and the Great Fire of 1991.  I remember standing on stage in my pajamas with Rhett Perry in Pajama Game, and marrying Kevin Kabell in 1991 my senior year in Showboat.

…and I will always remember that I eventually made Dr. Myrlene Kennedy smile.  I remember beginning to feel at ease with her and not so afraid as she encouraged me to come out of my fear, like a coach pep-talking a player onto the field.  I learned that under that tough outer shell, she saw something in me I didn't.  In her own unique way, she inspired me to be more than I was.  My senior year I spent a lot of time in her office, as an office aide and I think just skipping classes. :)  She challenged me to take a math class that wasn't on my "on-level (loser) path".  She "Baptist Bet" me (read: no $ in this for anyone at all) that I couldn't do it.  I couldn't take Pre-CALCULUS.  And sure enough, I got a B.  I really showed her!  :)

Later after college I invited her to a senior recital I was having at my Dad's church in League City.  She honored me when she took the time to come, and her comment while leaving was "You should've gone to Baylor.".  Haha!  Oh I loved her.  Not many people can say that they were close to their….assistant principal in high school.  I thought of her as a great influence in my life.  We kept in touch and I got that amazing Christmas newsletter in the mail every year.  I loved that she loved her family.  She even had me call her sister on several of her birthdays and sing Happy Birthday to her.

I will miss her.  She passed away today, and I know all of her kids will miss her.  There must be thousands of us.

I think I heard that she was engaged once, but looking back I see that she had one love.  It was Friendswood High School.  The musical was her baby, and she had many kids.  Anyone who graced the stage can remember it like it was yesterday.  We were all blessed to know the woman that first scared us to death, but later challenged us and encouraged us to live life like we're on stage…

 I wish I could have hugged her one more time or heard her voice one more time.  I wish I could tell her how much I loved her and will forever be grateful that once upon a time, she believed in me.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

A Saturday

Slept late. 
Made Texas-shaped waffles. 
Studied bible study lesson. 
Revised writing class lesson plans. 
Made a turkey pot pie for Sunday lunch. 
Bought 5 books for $8 with a homeschool discount and gift card to Half-price Books. 
Bought a bunch of yummy produce for $13 at Bedford Farmers Market.  
Walked the mall with my teen princess. 
Did a puzzle and played 3 games with my little princess. 
Snuggled on the couch with my big boy watching 50 First Dates.
Ate Mexican food with my honey and some cool college/20s kids for a 25th birthday. 
Studied the bible some more. 

Good day.  2014 looks great from here!

Wednesday, December 04, 2013

Crohnie Girls

Crohn's Awareness Week: While in the hospital in November, Grace became friends with an 11yo girl newly diagnosed, and a 15yo girl diagnosed 4 yrs ago who had once gone w/o food for 9 months! They called themselves the "Crohnie Girls" and hung out in the craft room on the GI floor, painting and talking. It was therapy you can't pay for or get from the best of the best psychologists. It made me smile and tear up at the same time. God knows just what He's doing with these precious girls. I loved that they found comfort and camaraderie in such an unlikely place. Pray for a cure for these girls and thank God for how He cares for us in our times of need.