Last night during the Presidential debate, there was a statement John McCain made several times in regard to Barack Obama that stuck out. He said many times, "You don't understand". I have thought a lot about the context of his statement, promoting his foreign policy experience over Obama's lack thereof. As I contemplated the validity of this my brain left the Presidential debate and I was again brought back to my study of Hebrews; particularly Hebrews 4:14-16.
Since then we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus, the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession. for we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.
It has been comforting and convicting for me lately to allow this to sink in. I have many times used "you don't understand" as an anthem to acquit myself of responsibilities before God in the way I deal with life. I remember thinking it as early as I remember thinking, that I wanted my way over what my parents asked of me because they surely didn't understand me. In school it really seemed to follow me into relationships with friends, as it drew clique-like circles around groups with the same understandings. Later on in life, it has brought sanctification and sometimes pain as trying to understand has seemed more important in maintaining and growing relationships with others.
It offers me much hope to realize that the King of Kings can sympathize with my weaknesses, whatever they are, and is interceding on my behalf in ways even I do not have the capacity to ask for. He is intimately acquainted with and desires the best for me in the most perfect way. My old excuse of "you don't understand" is obliterated in light of His divine human experience and perfect understanding.
This evening, we spent two hours on the Ohio river with the staff of Chick-fil-a. Micah's boss treated everyone from both of his stores to desserts and a lovely evening on the Spirit of Jefferson boat. When the boys found out we would be going on a big boat, they were so excited. Andrew asked who would be driving the boat and I answered, "the captain", of course. Suddenly, Elijah's excitement turned to concern. He looked at Micah and I with his big brown eyes and said, "Captain Hook?". After a good laugh we assured him that Captain Hook was not in charge of the boat we would be on. We all enjoyed ourselves; the boys especially enjoyed the dance floor. We're not sure where Elijah has learned this hip-hop pose, but is was certainly a crowd pleaser. 
As for a family update, we are taking things one day at a time. As some of you know, Micah decided it was unwise for him to continue school this fall. I am so thankful for him and his dedication to making decisions that are best for our family~ The Lord has blessed that decision so far. The answer to the question of where to go from here, well- We are the Lord's and we are going to continue to pray for the grace and strength to remain in His will, careful to enjoy all the moments of joy we are afforded along the way.