true love

UPDATED: Customer service just emailed me back and told me to dispose of the package. Sa-WEET! Now, to figure out where in my house I should put my new "Kevin & Katherine 2009" glass heart...

When I went outside today, I discovered that UPS had delivered a package. I thought it was a package I've been expecting, so I brought it inside and opened it right up.

(Seriously...it's a good thing we're not rich because I adore receiving packages in the mail. It would become an addiction if we had moolah.)

It wasn't until I had the box opened that I realized that it was addressed to one of the dozens of people who used to call this place home (it was a rental house before we bought it). Aw, crap.

So I grabbed the packing list, which was right on top of the packing materials, and proceeded to send an email to customer service at PersonalizationMall.com.

And here's where it gets hilarious.

According to the packing list, the package contains a "Love is Precious Personalized Glass Heart", engraved with "Kevin & Katherine 2009". And on the packing list, it prints a "Gift Card Message" that reads, verbatim:

I love you baby. Always. This love is for real and will never fade. I can not wait to be in your arms. Loving you for the rest of our lives. Raising our family together. I love you!

It would appear that true love means you send chintzy engraved gifts to your beloved.

It also would appear that it is entirely optional to inform your true love that you have, um, moved.

Name Above All Names

So, literally 5 minutes ago, Pierce came wandering downstairs. He appeared to be awake, yet still asleep, as he was a bit incoherent.

He came up to me and kept "watching" something behind me, with terror in his eyes, then his face contorted in horror as "whatever it was" that he was "seeing" seemed to hone in on me.

Freaked. Me. Out.

I held my trembling boy close until it seemed that he had calmed down a bit. Then I pulled him away so I could examine him to see if he was fully awake.

And it started all over again.

FREAKED. ME. OUT.

Finally, after several repeats of this, I tried to "startle" him awake, which appeared to work because his speech made more sense.

Until he spotted "whatever it was" behind me again. And judging by his facial expressions, it truly seemed like he was seeing something attack me.

Did I mention?

FREAKED. ME. OUT.

The fourth time it happened, I hugged him close, while saying gently, yet out loud, "Jesus is here...Jesus is here," with an emphasis on the JESUS part, and then I calmly said, to the wall behind Pierce, "Flee, in the name of Jesus".

I felt pretty silly, but only for a moment...

I held Pierce a few seconds longer, then pulled back to examine his eyes again. He seemed to have snapped out of it.

I asked him if he was okay, and he said, completely coherently, "Yeah...just a little scared..." and gave me a reassuring smile.

I asked him if he was okay to go back to bed now, and he nodded his head, said, "Yeah", smiled, and gave me a kiss and hug.

And I watched as my little boy walked nonchalantly back up the stairs, as if all was right with the world again.

Does that not send chills across your body?? It does mine. I have some ideas as to what may have happened here tonight, but I'm just not sure what to think. Was he just having a silly night terror? Or was it something more? Was he seeing something evil? Something that I couldn't see?

Whatever it was, it made me thankful for Jesus and the power of His name. Even if it was nothing more than a night terror, saying the name of Jesus empowered me and made me feel amazingly safe and strong.

Jesus.

Name above all names.