Monday, September 3, 2007

Thank you so much.

A huge thank you to all of you who put special thoughts & prayers into the world this weekend on Kyrie's birthday. We are continually amazed at your generosity of time, treasure and compassion, especially those acts of kindness & prayers supporting Jordan & Lacie.

The first official board meeting for the Kyrie Foundation was very productive--so many good ideas to make little dollars do big things. We hope that you stay tuned for ways to help fund the fight against pediatric brain cancer.

Also, this weekend, it was time for me to make good on a promise I made during Kyrie's first stay in the hospital--donating my hair. Andrea at Fringe Salon in Wichita did a fantastic job! (Photo to come soon.) Please, if you get a chance, patron this salon: ultra-fab environment, ultra-talented stylists. Thank you, Andrea!


motherof2 said...

Can't wait to see the hair!
A little story to share..This goes along with tomorrow's theme. Thankfulness..I am thankful for distractions and lessons learned from unexpected people/places. My husband reluctantly dragged me to family camp last weekend. I carried a chip on my shoulder and a lump in my throat, knowing it would be Kyrie's birthday on saturday and a day of more reminders. Arriving at family camp, I couldn't help but notice this couple that stood out like a sore thumb. They were slow, looked like they hadn't showered in days if not weeks..he was especially loud and had a slur to his words..mentally disabled. I became fascinated with them..watching them every chance i could. Chuckling at the funny things he said. He would give an audible answer to every rhetorical question asked during the services. I grew to anxiously anticipate his comments during the church services ..and I would shudder in embarrassment over what he was going to do/say next! The whole weekend became about them for unexpected distraction. I watched, listened, eavesdropped and analyzed this couple all weekend. The man was very excited to be there..always overflowing with enthusiasm about being at this camp..while I pouted about being there. I thought to myself..why does he like being here so much and someone should tell him not to shout out during the service! After all he was making scenes all weekend. But it actually started becoming endearing though as the weekend wore on. A man genuinely grateful and happy to be where he was and a woman beside him who didn't have it in her to be embarrassed by his actions. At the end of the weekend the missions speaker was raffling off a beautifully framed Arabic version of the Lord's prayer on papyrus paper..a beautiful. I thought about how perfect it would be for my husband's law office..fitting in nicely among his awards and degrees. Then they called the name..can you just guess who won it? The scenemaker!..and you would think the last person on earth that would treasure the plaque in the way it deserved to be. At that moment scriptures that I have known all my life became apparent to me..Mark 10:31 The first shall be last and the last shall be first..Matt.5:5 Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth..Matt5:8 Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God. ETC, ETC,...At that moment I turned around and a man said to me" fitting that he won the plaque, isn't it? God makes no mistakes you know." The glory of God was so brilliant upon that broken, flawed man..that societal misfit, that I could barely stand to look at him. He shone in a way I may never see again on anyone. God's glory rested on one else in that room full of privleged and together people. God chose the "broken man" to bestow His glory for all to see. What a lesson for me. I left changed, longer embarrassed for him but embarrassed of myself.

Leah Rundle said...

Great story motherof2!!!