Today is a lazy, rainy day.  We are all still in our pajamas.  First of all, we all start a little later on Thursday mornings because of how busy and late our Wednesday nights are at church.  The rain and cold weather just encouraged us in our laziness.  These kind of times are some of my favorite, and I am sure ones I will miss a lot as the kids get older.  I was watching Mack walk around in his white onsie and white socks, happy as can be this morning…and I noticed his legs were getting longer and not quite as chubby.  I am sure from the picture that this is hard to believe, but just trust me on this.  The baby of our family is getting so big!  Ruby keeps saying, “Mack is almost TWO, Mama.”  While he has four more months of not being two, what she says is true  (It also allows her to tell the world that she is almost five…in another six months).  They are all so cute and so funny in their own unique ways.










This morning we played a game.  Ruby is sooooo competitive.  We really have to watch her.  Molly is not so competitive.  In fact, she has been heard saying, “How about we all can win?”  Sounds good to me!  One time Ruby ran up the stairs and hollered down, “I beat you, Molly, I beat you.”  Molly yelled back, “I WASN’T RACING!!!!!!!!!”  Back to the game–Molly said she was going to go first and that she would like to win.  Ruby said, “Molly, whoever wins (pause) whoever wins.”  She meant, whoever wins is the winner and you can’t claim to be the winner before we even play.  Molly said again that she wanted to win.  Ruby kept saying, “Whoever wins, whoever wins, Molly.”  It was very funny to me and got even funnier when Ruby tried to have Molly repeat her.  I suppose it didn’t seem to be getting through to Molly by just hearing Ruby say it.  

I am also reminded of the time Ruby prayed before dinner.  She had just learned to swing all by herself outside….”Dear God, Thank you for this wonderful day.  And thank you for our food.  And thank you that I can swing, even higher than my friend. Amen.”  Oh my.

Just for the record, her competitive spirit does NOT come from me.  I am the gal who rolls the bowling ball and then turns around before it hits the pins…my opinion is, WHO CARES!  Josh, on the other hand……….

Let us interrupt this blog to share thoughts from Jason




I (Jason) was sitting in my chair early this morning when I saw the blinking red light flash on my phone informing me I had just received an email.  I picked it up and checked for messages.  One was from a guy telling me how he could help me lose fat forever.  The other one was from my mom.  Today was the day she was scheduled to start chemotherapy.  

As I sat there in my relatively comfortable but to be honest, messy room, I was having a difficult time praying and concentrating on God’s Word to see what He had to say to me.  My mom, on the other hand, was probably not as comfortable, definitely had not slept as soundly as I, nor was her day ahead as carefree as mine, but she was having no difficulty focusing on and enjoying the presence of God.  

As soon as I finished the last line of her email I took one of those quick, deep breaths that sound louder than you expected.  I was amazed at the faith God had given her.  Her email spoke of God’s goodness toward her.  She had read Habakkuk this morning and quoted Habakkuk 3:18-19 which says, “I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.  The Sovereign Lord is my strength; He makes my feet like the feet of a deer, He makes me to go on the heights.”  Wow!  

Here’s Mom’s prayer:  “Lord, use this weak, and cracked vessel to do something, anything for you.  Lord, I pray that You would be lifted up.  Never let it be about me.”

Here’s my prayer for Mom:  “Lord, thank you for my Mom.  Thank you for taking such good care of her. You are causing her to look more and more like Your Son everyday.  Thank You for being faithful to complete in her what you began in her all those years ago.  May you draw her closer and closer to You.  May people see her and be amazed at how great You are.”