Logistics

Several people have mentioned that they did not realize that this was a consistently updated site. I think the problem was that if you use the e-mail link at the bottom of this page it only sends the current post. The best way to pass this on is just to send the address:

mccartertwins.blogspot.com

by entering that address they will get all of the posts and all of the archives.

Thanks.

Church

From the back right corner of the sold out crowd church singing never sounded so good. It was a normal Sunday at Santa Barbara Community Church, Reed joked about Steves hair, the kids outnumbered the adults and the line for the unsalted crackers was really long. It doubled back on itself so that you had to walk up hill before you could walk down hill toward the "altar." The upside being that you could see the faces of those who wanted to remember God's grace. A long, patient, ungraceful line of us anxious to remember what God is willing to do for us. When I got there I wanted to stop, to hold up the line and dine. Should I take an extra for Megan who is at home laying down? Should I take 3 extras?

Here in the love of Christ I stand: With The Ewarts on one side, my Mom on the other, and a gap where my wife should be. Together with the saints we sang:

In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
Here in the love of Christ I stand.

I think I heard Carries voice a little louder as she sang "my comforter." I wondered as I remembered the loss of her father last year. And did I hear Matt's cymbals more clearly while we sang "when fears are stilled?" The cancer in his brain is a far fiercer storm than our own. I know that more than one of my own tears made it all the way to my shirt as I looked back on the two weeks since I was last in church. What heights of love, and depths of peace, when fears are stilled and strivings cease. Here in the love of Christ I stand.

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I am resuming something like normal life this week and return to flying tommorrow. Megan will remain on bedrest for at least 2 more months! That is a long time, and she will no doubt be bored out of her mind even if she is super-human in her efforts not to be. She will continue to welcome gladly any visitors, especially mid-day ones when I am gone, and is also looking for ways that she can help people do tasks that she can do laying down. (teachers with crafts?)

I will continue posting updates here as long as there is news, probably untill, or even after the boys are born. The frequency may drop off a bit now that news is happening more slowly. On the other hand I've been enjoying having a writing assignment so who needs news?