Käse

I guess it's time to give my little bird an earthly name.  I think Käse is a good one for him and Jason would find it hilarious and absolutely appropriate for him. Käse is the German word for cheese.  Jason loved cheese. As far as he was concerned, everything was better with cheese on it. And so my little bird with Jason's spirit will be called Käse.

I'm trying to find levity to sprinkle through the contents of this blog.  I'm pretty sure we need it right now.  Last night I fell into a bit of a funk, shed a few tears over what's happening to our world.  And then I prayed; I prayed; and I prayed that the Lord would give me strength to deal with this. I prayed for those who are sick, asking Him to heal bodies, minds, and spirits. I prayed again for Him to bolster my faith. I believe He will.

When Jason was growing up, he loved bicycles. Every Christmas, the top item on his list was a new bicycle. He never grew out of that.  He passed that passion to his son and they spent many hours riding, repairing and building bicycles. Quite often they would ride to the lake and jump the bikes off the pier into the water. It was great fun for them. I cherish those memories.

When we lived in Florida, Jason and his friends would gather and ride miles and miles along the beach.  He loved the ocean so much. Then it would begin to get dark outside and I would get a phone call.  Mom, he'd say, please come pick us up. We're too far down the beach to make it back before dark. And off I would go to gather them up and bring them home.

I have many more stories to tell but I will save them for another time.  It's very important to me that he is not forgotten.  I know I never will.