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Rescued.
God never tires of our neediness. He never exhausts of our weaknesses. His love is so constant in all that He has done. It doesn't always look like the kind of mushy love I want. The princess being rescued, carried to l… -
Plastic Box Boating.
You don't know if it's possible until you try. A. Ann -
Cave Swimming.
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Double Check The Forecast.
Thanksgiving week~ Already a week later the memory of no sleep, way too cold weather, constantly trying to keep track of everyone, keeping everyone alive, the wet, the dirty, the mess. . . it's all fading. That's a goo… -
Summer Ending.
Let me encourage you to click over here this morning to read. . . such a reason to rejoice, even in the midst of hardship. These are a few pictures from this past weekend. The weather is cooling off a bit finally. It a… -
Just Her.
(The little gate we went through on the path to her "party.") Days seem slow but years fly not so much. Each year she passes through another gate, further down the path, to the woman she will become. I am loving watchi… -
Crazy, and peaceful.
The two little girls are fast asleep. I've spent the morning multi-tasking double time between cleaning and scrubbing, cooking, children, play, returning emails and business work. Finally, sitting for a break of sorts, a… -
God's Assuring Voice Sings Love Across The Storm.
"For God hath made me fruitful in the land of my affliction" (Gen. 41:52). The summer showers are falling. The poet stands by the window watching them. They are beating and buffeting the earth with their fierce downpour… -
Real Life Monday...
Fishing girls. . . or rather, playing with bait and watching the boys. One of his catches on our hike. Baby doll! Amazing hiker, fisher, explorer! Barefoot hiker. Tired hikers - tradi…
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