In young love.
Perhaps you remember this little guy’s obsession with my Bella.
Let’s just say the feeling is mutual.


It is fun to dream about their possible future.

In young love.
Perhaps you remember this little guy’s obsession with my Bella.
Let’s just say the feeling is mutual.


It is fun to dream about their possible future.

In the allurement of play.

No matter how tired I am or how discouraged I feel, I cannot step into their worlds without finding a comfortable respite in play.
Perhaps it’s because I can escape from how hard life is, from how exhausted I am, from how much pain I continue to walk through.

Or perhaps it’s because I love them so much that my heart grows larger every moment I am with them.


Or perhaps it’s just because playing together is a balm for the soul, an opportunity to see the world through their eyes.



It truly is magical.
In Valor.
“Yesterday, December 7, 1941 – a date which will live in infamy – The United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan…As Commander-in-Chief of the Army and Navy, I have directed that all measures be taken for our defense…With confidence in our armed forces – with the unbounded determination of our people – we will gain the inevitable triumph – so help us God.”
President F.D. Roosevelt – 8th December 1941
To those who offered their lives for my freedom, thank you.
In mercy.
“Has Jesus returned yet?” Guest Blogger Joe, our college pastor, asked this morning in our Sunday School class, “If not, then TODAY is a day of mercy. And if he doesn’t return tomorrow, then tomorrow is a day of mercy.”
I’m so thankful for his mercies. New every morning.
In wintry whiteness with its clingy softness outlining every branch and twig, revealing even more of our Creator’s intricate designs.

It is glorious.
