The final friends have just left around 10pm. I wanted to give a quick update on today. I am so tired and my feet are hurting. I will promise to write more, but I knew there were so many of you praying that I wanted to just give a quick word.
The day was beautiful. In all ways, God orchestrated the details. The weather was perfect. I was so thankful that the sun was out as wet dreary days seem to have an affect on my mood.
This morning Drew and I shared a hard cry in our bedroom. Then we were fine as the first visitors came around 10am.
We took lunch to the fire station. I found out on Friday that two of the EMT's that came to our home a year ago were actually working today. We got to meet them, say thank you, give them a Brockie Band and pray with them. It was a sweet time. We cried all the way home.
More visitors helped move us into the 4pm hour. At that point many people, I mean lots of people, I mean an overwhelming amount of people each lit a candle from our Brockie Remembrance candle and proceeded out of our home to stand on the front lawn. There we had a beautiful time of singing songs. Drew shared a few words. We worshiped and we cried. We opened it up for everyone to have a "say so" about the way the Lord has worked in their life this year through Brock's life and death. We cried more. "God our Father" was the last song. Brock loved this little song. Every time we visit the graveside we sing it as a family first the way it is written and then the second time like this : God our Father, God our Father, We thank you, We thank you, For our little Brockie, For our little Brockie, Amen, Amen. We all sang it that way to close the worship time today. Then we enjoyed food and fellowship with one another. It was a beautiful day of remembering Brock, praising the Lord and loving on one another.
So thankful for all of you that prayed and came. We love you!
I promise I'll write more and fill in the details, for now I am going to cry my final tears for this day and get some sleep.