...it was a blessed day

It's hard for me to put into words the feelings I had today when Ben was baptized. Part of God's grace, was watching my nieces and my nephews baptize their own children in the same ceremony. It didn't go off without a hitch though. Hazel, wanted nothing to do with being baptized head back in the holy water. She wriggled her way face down. It made the congregation laugh.

I don't know why, but I well up at any baptism. To watch my great niece and nephew...and then my son, it was awe inspiring. The neat thing for Ben, which made me cry, was the fact that Pastor Caroline could actually look into Ben's eyes and explain what everything meant. He soaked it up like a sponge. She was so kind and I have never been so proud to call Ben... my son:)

Jack's presence was all around us. I saw it in his parents eyes and their tears.

My nephew, TJ, gave Ben and I a beautiful gift. TJ is friends with an oncolgist, who took a group of people to climb Mt. Everest. Many of the climbers were cancer survivors, while some were climbing for lost loved ones. They ascended with prayer flags that would make it to the top as they summitted the mountain. T-man, arranged for a prayer flag to travel to the top of Mt. Everest in Jack's honor. He gave us the flag today. The message said: "Reach for the Sky! In loving memory of Jack Jordison. Above& Beyond. Mt Everest 2011.
Behind that message is a flag in  the language , I'm guessing, the Nepalese. I can't wait to have it translated.

The fact that Jack's memory went to the top of  Everest and back and Ben's baptism, all rolled into one, makes me pause..but gives me hope. I was blessed today.