We are staying with friends in Santa Clarita. Our friends have three teenage boys, they had three friends over last night and their aunt is here as well so it is is a full house! There are three bedrooms downstairs and we staying are upstairs. Upstairs there is a loft with two bedrooms and a bathroom. Sierra and Weston are staying in one room and we are in the other.
In the middle of the night I hear a clear voice calling, "Rebecca." I wake out of a dead sleep. I think to myself, "Sierra must have escaped and they are calling me to get her." I get out of bed, and I go to the stairs. No one is down there and I think, "It must be God, only God and my mom would call me Rebecca." I am excited and kind of scared and I say, "Yes, Lord?" I wait. I wait. Then out of my groggy sleep zone I realize, "Oh it is the boys down stairs. They must be talking about a girl named Rebecca." And I fell back to sleep.
Today the children woke up with the dawn and so we snuck out at 6:30 so that everyone else could sleep. We walked for an hour on the beautiful paseo system (sidewalks for pedestrians only, through parks) of Santa Clarita, had breakfast at a cafe and then walked back. We decided the four seasons are over rated and realized the true blessing of California "winter."
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Rebecca! Rebecca! Come home! This is your Mother! I need you home now. TEE HEE!
The four seasons are over rated! Dad and I are sitting on the porch today and the weather is so beautiful!
Can't wait until your home again; Rebecca!
What a beautiful name! What a beautiful daughter you are.
Heart and soul,
Your Mom xoxoxo
haha! That's funny!
I'm sure God was pleased that you thought of Him and that you were willing to answer His call. :)
You are SO funny and I think you're the best house guests EVER--taking the children out while the rest of the city sleeps. I love you, dear friend. I love you to the moon and back!
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