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His Grace is Sufficient for Me

If you have ever moved, perhaps you are familiar with the "This is the last time..." refrain that has been playing in my head lately like a commercial jingle I just can't shake - only this one often leaves me choking back tears at bizarre moments.

Last night was BCA's annual talent show. It is always one of my favorite events of the year. I get to see students doing what they love rather than what they have been assigned, and their sense of humor reflects all those inside jokes that make working at a small school fun.

But last night, my little boy was on stage, too. As a first grader, he sang solo, accompanied by two acoustic guitars, played by a sixth grader and a senior. It was the same song he sang back in November at the Thanksgiving program, back when Tony was away in Africa and we were trusting God for direction about our future. That version was peppy and fast, and spoke hope to my heart. Last night's rendition was mellow and introspective, and coupled with the fact that this was our last BCA talent show, brought a flood of memories.

Bucharest is where we lived when I was pregnant with Marco. We brought him back here when he was just 6 weeks old, and many of his diapers were changed on the desks of BCA. How many BCA students have held him, tickled him, played on his Sit-n-Spin?

And there he was, standing on stage at Biserica Sfante Treime, singing his heart out. My God shall supply all my needs, according to His riches in glory. He shall give His angels charge over me. Jehovah Jireh cares for me. A reminder straight from heaven. How incredibly true that has been my entire life, and I refuse to doubt it now.

Overheard Over Breakfast: Take 2

Chrissy to the boys: Stop aggravating your sister. You're on thin ice.

She walks back into the kitchen.

Marco to Rocco: Thin ice?

Rocco to Marco: What does that mean?

Guess that message didn't get across. Marco knows that Kim Jong-il is the president of North Korea, and Rocco can count to 10 in three languages, but looks like it's time for a lesson in American idioms.

What He Likes Best About School

After lunch today, Tony sat with the two visiting fund-raising coaches to give them his input and the story of our time in Bucharest. As part of BCA's big push toward owning a building, these men are doing an in-depth feasibility study to see what the school's next steps ought to be.

"We went back to the U.S. for a few years after my first son, Marco, was born," Tony told them.

"Wait," said one. "So Marco is your son?"

Tony nodded. The two men smiled at each other and chuckled. Then they told this story.

Earlier this morning, they had met with selected elementary students to get their take on BCA. Unknown to either of us, Marco was in that focus group.

The men asked the students what they liked most about BCA. Marco piped up.

"I like taking tests!" he said.

"You do?" one of the men asked.

"Oh, yeah," Marco continued, "especially the hard ones. I like ancient history best."

Go get 'em, son.