Darrell talked to the school principal today and heard that only about 30 kids showed up for school, so we certainly weren't the only parents not willing to take the chance. Nothing blew up. We haven't heard yet if any explosive devices or anything suspicious was found, or if the responsible party was caught- but thank God nothing happened.
I'm a little freaked about sending Michael back to school tomorrow (Alex will be home getting ready for his med. tests). I'm thinking goofy, paranoid thoughts like, "What if there really is going to be a bomb, but the bomber lied about the day it's going to happen to catch everyone off guard?" These are the times I have to remind myself that my children are in God's hands. There's only so much I can do to protect them and the rest is up to Him. They belong to Him more than me anyway and He loves them so much more than I ever could.
"I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone,
O LORD, make me dwell in safety." Ps. 4:8
When the kids were little and had bad dreams or were scared to go to bed for some reason, I'd sing them a little song that went:
"When I am afraid, I will trust in Him.
I will trust in Him.
I will trust in Him.
When I am afraid, I will trust in Him.
In God, whose word I praise."
I hate to admit it, but I find it helps to sing that little song to myself sometimes!! I also like the Veggie Tales song:
"Don't cry Daniel. Fear not, Daniel.
Don't you know you're not alone?
There is One who is watching you,
He listens when you pray.
And though it seems
this time you won't get through,
God has made a way..."
What can I say? This is what happens to one's self-comforting skills when one has a truckload of kids... Whatever works, I guess.
Thank you to all who prayed. Please also remember Alex on Thursday.
Oh, and also- I just found out today Tucker needs to have his adenoids removed! We finally saw the specialist today and found out that his adenoids have been causing the 4 month long sinus trouble. His surgery isn't until June. Actually, it's only one week before the wedding, but they said he should be feeling okay by then. He's pretty excited about the idea of being able to breathe again- it's just a shame he'll have to continue being miserable for the next two months waiting for the surgery. He wasn't too excited about that part.