Dr Becky Towne

I officiated at my second wedding the Friday night beginning the Memorial Day weekend. I stood in a sand pit to do it, lost my place, did the dingy chick thing, and made everyone laugh so that we could get back on track. But, I had written the ceremony--a revised Quaker wedding--and, from all of the comments, everything must have turned out okay.

Saturday afternoon, I got to pick up my husband from the airport. Sweet reunion. I was glad to give someone else the wheel of the car. I had done enough Houston driving by myself the previous 17 days. Sunday we attended church in Friendswood, looked at a house we decided not to buy, and had an inside picnic with friends due to the heat and humidity outside.

I found myself pretty teary again Sunday, the night before Jim left to go back home. Then I woke up Monday morning with an amazing sense of joy that I had made it through half of our time apart already and that he wasn't dying (for goodness sake). That was a good breakthrough for me. I was able to relax Tuesday morning and enjoy some quiet and prayer before leaving for work.

I'm reading Bread for the Journey by Henri Nouwen--daily readings. This week the focus is on the Beatitudes. I remembered that it's more than okay to mourn and to grieve loss but that it's also important to look for the comfort that's promised. I think I was able to look for and receive the promised comfort this morning. I am just sure that these next days, weeks, and months will be times of extreme learning if I pay attention to how God is at work in me and among us as the Towne family and First Friends Church family continues through this long transition.

Blessings abound,
Becky