Keisha had another doctor appointment Monday with her new doc. This doctor wanted to do some new ultrasounds, and here are the results.Isn't the 3d imagery awesome? I'm curious to see how much our daughter will look like these pictures.
Another baby class tonight, safety and general "How to Hold a Baby and Not Drop One." This is the most important class for me, as I currently am only quasi-comfortable holding a little one. I always feel like they're so fragile and I have to be super super super careful. Apparently babies are more resilient than I give them credit for, but still, this'll be a helpful class.
Immediately following this I have to rush to dress rehearsal for the Good Friday service tomorrow. I'm surprisingly not too nervous, despite the fact that I'm going to be playing and singing a solo to a crowd that could potentially reach 50,000. Literally. I'm singing Leeland's "Carried to the Table," if you're interested. And then I'm playing mandolin in one song, just me and a guitar and some singers. I've practiced and practiced, and I'm just hoping my fingers remember where to go.
Ultimately, I suppose I don't care. I'm not doing it to sound good or to be noticed. I'm doing it to worship and to get others to worship, too. I can't wait to see what comes of the Good Friday Service.
Part 2 of "The Doom of the Salt People" tomorrow.