We were dozing in bed when the phone rang at 7 a.m. this morning. W.'s dad - I thought about his 98-year old grandmother. Nope, W.'s mother had been taken by ambulance to the hospital for throwing up blood. She's also dropped to 92 pounds, which at 5'2" is frail.

She is in ICU, and they may do surgery tomorrow.

And on the same day, A. went to Sunday School for the first time. He loved it! It is a joy to see how much he loves church, and for him to run up to me this morning, telling me they read a story and he colored a picture for us...it was truly a right of passage for this woman who used to plan Sunday School for parents to have moments like that.

The cup of life continues to hold both blessing and sorrow. And God does, as well.

Peace and prayers with all for whom 9-11 will bring turmoil and sorrow.