Sunday, April 22, 2012

An Outward Sign

A sacrament is an outward sign of on inward transformation.  

Today we celebrated the sacrament of confirmation at our church.  In our church you are confirmed in 7th grade.  This just means that you choose to say yes to following Jesus and become a member of the church in your own right. 

It meant that this girl:

Made her confirmation. 

These kids did too.  I was lucky enough to be a confirmation small group leader

There were presents and cards. (made me homesick)

T-Shirts.  (This has the apostle's creed on it, which was the basis for the confirmation lessons.) It was also noted that the shirt is the colors of the Irish flag, so Maeve and I are set for St. Patrick's Day.

We also had our favorite Texas family join us for the weekend.  I love these people more than my luggage.  My life would not be as beautiful if they weren't in it. 

I am so glad I had this (waterproof mascara-I don't take good close-ups) as well as multiple tissues.   

I will say I did not bawl my eyes out like I thought I would, but I cried.  I cried with every reading, every vow.  I cried when the Sr. High youth minister sang this song because it was kind of the anthem for confirmation.  We sang it in worship every  every week and well, it sums up all there is to know about Jesus.  I cried when I looked at Maeve, and when I glanced at our row and saw my friends there.  I cried when I prayed over all the girls in my small group.  I continued to cry on the way home and even got teary-eyed again when we re-hashed the day before bed.  

I cried because I am so thankful for my beautiful daughter and that she is choosing to follow Jesus.  I am thankful that we found a church that loves us.  I am blessed with amazing friends.  I cried because Maeve had awesome small group leaders who taught her about faith and what it means to be a part of the church.  Also, because I was blessed with the privilege to lead another small group and be invested in the lives of five girls who decided to follow Jesus.  I had the most awesome high school assistants, who though they had their own stuff going on, decided to commit to our group and tell their stories of faith to the girls.  Suffice it to say my eyes leaked all day.  Maybe it would have been better to bawl and get it all it at once. 

I don't know about those thirty odd confirmands, but confirmation has certainly been an outward sign of my inward transformation.  

It was a Grace-Day.  A beautiful, beautiful moment when I was fully aware that my life is a gift, given in grace from the Creator of the Universe, who surrounds me with His love.

I would like to think that all my tears were just a way to say thank you when words don't measure up.

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