He Knows My Name

It's been an exhausting, but meaningful weekend. Lynette and Rusty shared their hearts at the Memorial service for Olive Hope, and the tears flowed freely for us. It's so hard to see your neice and nephew have so much pain and also to lose a member of the family, that we have all grown to love so much in her 4 short months, here on this earth.

Poor Monica, was unable to attend Olive's Memorial and Burial service, since both Jeremiah and Sawyer had double ear infections, and Monica herself had Strep throat. After the burial service, while we were eating, Matt said he was still cold. At the time, I wondered if maybe he was getting sick. We got our answer soon enough. Soon after Matt got home from work, his fever spiked up to 103.? We got the cry for help, since neither parent was feeling up to parenting. As soon as we got home, we brought all the boys except Jeremiah to our house.

I first tucked in Brennan, then Sawyer and then Isaiah. What a routine! I forgot how easy I normally have it! When I was tucking Brennan in, and was singing to him, he said, "Grandma, can you sing me the song that Rusty and Lynette sang to Olive?" He wanted me to sing, He knows my name. Sadly, I only knew a few of the words, but I promised him that I would learn it.

I have a Maker

He formed my heart

Before even time began

My life was in his hands

I have a Father

He calls me his own

He'll never leave me

No matter where I go

He knows my name

He knows my every thought

He sees each tear that falls

And He hears me when I call