Shower of Blessings

Going home was a blessing. The wedding went very well and God was honored and people heard Jesus for the first time. It was a blessing to be there for a friend and support her in so many of the same ways she has done for me. I got a chance to get in touch with my "Indian roots" again. All of the grooms family were Hindu but were just as lovely as all the other Indian people I ministered to. It made me feel like a missionary again if just for a brief moment, and I LOVED it. Sitting, talking with, laughing and dancing and crossing all cultural boundaries with the love of Christ. I am smiling as I am writing this. It was a very long weekend and I pushed myself more physically and emotionally than I have during my entire pregnancy. Physically it was hot and we were outside doing a lot and my feet couldn't handle it. I danced the night away and could barely walk the next day my feet were so swollen. But weighed heavier was the burden of his family's salvation. Knowing that this week is the only Christ they have ever seen with the exception of Abhi and Jess it was a lot. I will be praying for the family for a long time, because the mark they left was so big.
The shower was AMAZING. I was worried that since I had been away that not many people would be there. I had some really old and dear friends come which made my heart happy. I got to catch up with some people who I hadn't talked to since the wedding, and that was hi, thank you, ect. I kept telling everyone there what a big deal it was for me to come home because this is the only place I can get to where people make a big deal of us having a baby. It's our first one so we just want everyone to be equally as excited as we are. So about every 15 minutes one of the ladies would shout, "yeah, your having a baby!" We would all laugh and I felt such love and excitement. We were also blessed with the amount of gifts we received. Ryan and I are in need of a few things still but the ladies did a great job of showering us with things.
I got to see my grandparents and some family that I don't see but once or twice a year if I am lucky. But I must admit, I didn't feel well at all and my hormones were raging and my family put up with a very moody pregnant woman for a few days. My attitude wasn't exactly what I was hoping it would be, but they were very gracious and didn't throw me out of the car on the way to the airport which was what I deserved. My sister and mom are silently saying Amen right now to themselves.
Rigg had an out-patient surgery my last day there. Things went great and he was back to himself that night. I knew he would be fine. There was a peace about it for me. It was nice to trust God and know He would be fine. It may be easier for me as an aunt though. I got to spend some QT with him. He is getting to a very fun stage and I know his Uncle Ryan would have loved to play and laugh with him. It is hard going home as half an entity. You want all the people you love to be in one place and love each other as much as you do. But it is the nature of having a new job. Details about that to come in the next post. I just want to say a special thank you to all who came to the shower, loved on us, and put up with me while I was home. I hope the next time you can do the same for our little one. Blessings