Coffee and Tea with Me

Smile I rushed out the door into the world. Anything could happen. I may get in a car accident. I may trip and break my leg. They might not have everything I need at the store. They might not have toilet paper! I may get corona virus! I was going outside of my bubble into the scary world. I was going to the grocery store. It is not my favorite thing to do anyway but I used to enjoy it more because there were other humans there to talk to and to smile at. Now I am not so sure. Now all I see is masked men and women and children. It is not a happy sight. I may see someone I know and not recognize them. Everyone just looks so impersonal. It seems like another world where you can not recognize any one. I miss going out in public and seeing people’s expressions and smiles. I miss talking even small talk in the grocery isles. I miss the joy of seeing someone I know and getting a chance to chat and catch up on our families, children, grandchildren, parents, friends, while we stand in fron

We have been dependent on so many things. Even Home-schoolers are not used to being at home to do school. We’ re often depende nt on co-ops to teach our children. We drive them around and get others to teach them instead of teaching them at home. C o-ops come in all shapes and sizes. They are a great option and a blessing. They provide friends, tutors for subjects we don’t feel as confident in . T hey give us a sense of community. We are also dependent on various other groups such as sports, dance, mock trial, b ible studies etc. None of these are bad things in and of themselves, but maybe we have looked to these too much and became so crazy busy that we did not have time to rest and be quiet before the Lord . And now f or many of us if not most, in our town, state, country and around the world, we are suddenly sheltering at home because of the covid19 pandemic that has hit the world. W e find ourselves alone at home with our children and spouse for an indefinite a

                                                              Micah and Lydia Has it been 30 years already?!  Dec. 22, 1989 our son Micah was born. 15 years later before Micah turned 15 we waited for another baby to be born, before Micah could have his bone marrow transplant. I asked Micah if he would like to have a baby brother or sister for his birthday and he said he would like that very much. Well the Lord gave him a sister, Lydia Faith Leake, born on Micah's birthday. What a gift she has been. I  had given Micah the nickname of My Sunshine, so it seemed fitting to call Lydia my sunshine as well. She was a blessing to Micah and many others in the hospital that first year of her life while Micah was having a bone marrow transplant and then when he relapsed and went in for more chemo she was always with us. Micah was with Lydia so much he seemed to be very intuitive and knew what she wanted by her cry. He was also very protective of her and me. He wanted to make sure