Hello all. The following began as a comment on the blogsite of Blake, the creator of my pendant. I decided instead to post it on our site. Blake, I hope you don't mind me sharing my thoughts to you with everyone.
Blake,
I feel like I know you, now. Your blog about my blog about my pendant that is your craftsmanship blessed me more than you know. Thank you. I want to share something else.
The other day was our oldest son's 3rd birthday. He loves the movie Cars. Have you seen it? Anyway, my husband and I made a helipad cake and carefully put the movie's token helicopter toy on top. It took us nearly all day to complete. Our son loved it, and everyone at the party commented on it, but no one appreciated or enjoyed it like we did.
Later that night, Daniel uttered a most profound comment about the above scenario. "No one loves the creation like the creator.
So, my friend, though it is hard to imagine, you must love this pendant more than I do. It seems impossible to me, but I know it to be true. I feel honored to wear it, and I will wear it well, I promise.
But the most lovely thing for me to ponder is this: As I felt about that helipad cake, The Holy One feels about me. Just like me looking at a picture of the cake (before we cut it up and ate it) - noticing the colors and shapes and details - so the Creator of the universe looks at me. Pleased.
That rocks my world!
And he is pleased with you, too. He is so very pleased with you. Bless you, brother. Enjoy your calling!
Bright rode down the sidewalk
Yesterday Bright's favorite toy broke. He got an aircraft carrier for his birthday that has a crane arm with a hook attached to a rope that lowers a rescue boat down into the "water." Yesterday, the rope broke inside of the crane arm and there was no way to re-spool it. 
My brother's daughter was born this morning, Sharlet Lyn Rademaker. 8 1/2 pounds and perfectly healthy. Isn't she beautiful?! She looks just like my brother. I have to wait a few more weeks before I can get my hands on her, but for now I'll just pray for her and love her from a distance. 
The other day was our oldest son's 3rd birthday. He loves the movie Cars. Have you seen it? Anyway, my husband and I made a helipad cake and carefully put the movie's token helicopter toy on top. It took us nearly all day to complete. Our son loved it, and everyone at the party commented on it, but no one appreciated or enjoyed it like we did.
A tiny padded envelope came in the mail today. It had no return address, and was sprinkled with stamps and stickers. Inside was a little drawstring bag, and inside of that was my pendant. I can call it mine now because it is. And fighting back the tears, I am writing to tell you, whoever you are, that I am not only thrilled to wear my new pendant, which is light and beautiful and more splendid that I imagined, but I am sincerely comforted by your love.
As you may or may not have noticed, I removed my pendant postings from our blogsite the other day and filed them away with other unpublished drafts, meant for my eyes only. I guess I got squeamish with my honesty, particularly in the second one, and I was worried that someone might misunderstand me and think me "unchristian like". And then today, tucked inside the envelope with the pendant was a note. In the note, the anonymous gift-giver wrote that he or she...admires me. 
