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School Back In Session.
Lunch break just now! School is back in full swing today. -Scott headed out by 6:15 this morning - having made the basketball team he has an early practice before school. Shed a tear as I packed his lunch up. Man,… -
He Is When I Cannot.
(Just "living life" pictures. . . busy, wonderful times. Making memories.) In His great fullness, I have all I need. If I could sum up the first week and a half of Haven's life it would be in t… -
His Suffering Makes Sense of Mine.
(Favorite pictures I took at the zoo yesterday morning. It was so fun watching the little ones take in everything like it was their first time. . . but note to self: never walk zoo in hot weather over du… -
Just A Tuesday Journal.
I cannot believe how quiet it is this afternoon. The two youngest are asleep at the same time, two middle ones sitting in the living room taking apart something Robert gave them to take apart, the older three boys have j… -
Allowing Him To Use Our Circumstances To Advance. . .
The Good News. Blogging hasn't been on the priority list. I've had lots of lists lately to check down and nope, blogging wasn't there. Funny, I don't think it's ever been on any list of mine and sometimes when I run… -
New Days.
Waking to the rushing around of the older four dressing and preparing for school, I rolled to my left to find Itty in her daddy's place in the bed. I cracked my eyes open just barely. Her big blues looking into… -
Let's Go Fall From Trees?
I hear Shelton yell through the house this afternoon, "WHO WANTS TO GO TREE FALLING WITH ME!" And he is dead serious. He means falling out of trees, not chopping down trees. I haven't witnessed the game yet, personally.… -
Every Once In A While.
Today I let reality hit more than I should have. I guess what I mean by that is that if I look around at my circumstances, things seem insane. I do better to not look around, and for the most part, that is what I do - I… -
And Then There Were Three.
This weekend I came across an old journal notebook. It was this time of year, 2002. I was 24. We had three little boys, three and under. We lived in a one bedroom house. The boys took the bedroom because it had a door an… -
He's In The Business of Making Pearls.
At the beginning of last week I clicked over to my favorite devotional site (HERE) and read the following: “Pearls are made when a foreign object becomes caught inside of an oyster. The object wounds the oyster. The…
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