Well, the early due date has come and gone, with no baby appearance yet - I'm at 38 wks now by the late date, so any day would be fine. Thankfully, this also means I was able to be at graduation. It would have been a major hassle for someone else to try to direct the choir singing there. But the funniest thing I think is what might have happened if I wasn't there. So about 3 minutes before graduation was supposed to start, after asking questions I discovered that the person who was listed as playing the processional had no idea this was up to them. They actually hadn't been asked to play or been given the music or were familiar with the 'my turtle flies backwards' tune. So I played from memory. Scared me some, wondering if I'd remember the right chords and stuff with no chance to practice and make sure I could do it. But it cracked me up to picture what might have happened if God hadn't ordained for me to be there and given me the experience to be able to pull it off. 25 seniors processing in while humming the tune 15 times like they had during the morning practice...

I appreciate how graduation here at RFIS is so God-centered. Every graduate is given individual affirmations concerning their contributions/talents/etc., and later in the evening they are given a verse and prayed for individually by a teacher. And then there are prayer calendars - where people sign up for weekdays for each kid so that all the seniors get prayed for every day for their first transition year after graduation. It takes a while, and Ruth got more vocal the tireder she got, but so encouraging to experience and see. We have a great bunch of kids - given a legacy of knowing godly adults who care for them.