summer joys~ blueberries

Both the picking and the eating are pretty darn delightful. And picking with friends makes it all the better.

summer joys~ sandy lake

Happy Birthday, Tamagn!

Tamagn turned two this week. He didn't love the candles on his cake but he sure did like singing the happy birthday song. Thought I'd share a few pictures of our youngest, before I forget altogether how to sign into blogger and make a post. Hopefully, I'll be returning to my little corner of cyberspace just a bit more frequently than I have lately...

to love and be loved

The last of my siblings got married last weekend. He looked pretty happy about it. She did too.

Welcome to the family, Mandy! So glad to call you sister. I think my oldest boy sees stars when he looks at you. {smile}

Here are a few shots of the amazing day Brandon and Mandy get to call their wedding day. God was so, so gracious and held off the forecasted rain, severe thunder storms, hail, and 55 mph winds.

note: so there are more than "a few" pictures here. for you, mom. 

 

welcome spring!

I can't think of a better way to spend the first day of spring, the season that celebrates new life, than dancing through the glittering hues of a rainbow.

I pray that I might receive what God has for me today with as much enthusiasm and pure delight as these little guys.

That I might hold out my empty cup and take whatever comes down and be glad for it.

That I wouldn't allow tiredness to dampen the beauty of the day.

That I would join in the hootin' and hollerin' rather than try to contain it.

I love the sound of my boys laughing. I love to watch them really enjoying each other. Running circles round our house, belly-bumping each other and laughing so hard they can hardly breathe. So, so good.

So thankful Josiah has brothers. So thankful Bereket gets to play in a sprinkler and has his own backyard with grass and flowers and robins.

Don't know why my heart is struck today with how much we have, how glad I am God brought these two little ones to us. But I am thankful and I want to use this little space to declare that He is good.

Really, really good.

And faithful. And though I've accused Him of being slow, He isn't. His timing is right on. And as I watched Bereket running through the bow God hung in the sky to remind us of His faithfulness, his hair looking silver in the afternoon light, my heart was moved again to worship. To declare that God is worthy of our worship. He has given us everything when we deserved nothing.

Bask in that for awhile.