...when boys with bicycles meet swelling groundwater.
counting the graces
thank you Father
peaceful passing of Grandma Ruth, and a special time for mom and grandma together
Auntie Wang's stories
sleepy Jonathon nodding off in his high chair made us laugh
loving-leader husband never escalates or ignores a conflict between us; he is determined to keep us united
fresh waffles sold at the market
Mike is expressing himself more and we get to hear his ideas and see more of his unique personality
Mike says, "I is go 小班" (I want to go to first-year preschool)
Mike says, "I is go 小班" (I want to go to first-year preschool)
pastel hydrangeas downstairs
5:00am sunrise
desire to know Jesus, not just knowledge of commentary on writings about him
humbled again because I am an outsider, sojourner, guest in this community
anticipating, feeling of being on the brink of change and clarity
I was reading Heb-11 this morning and your experience of living in China sounds like how the author described how followers of the Son are to feel about living on earth.
ReplyDeleteSecond, several years ago the water tower across the street was being painted and there were ropes hanging down from the lip up top to the ground. We had a hard rain and a HUGE mud puddle formed at the base of the tower. Jon, Chip, and their ever present buddy, Sam starting mud skimming with the ropes. Got a running start, grabbed the rope and swung skirting across the puddle. Great fun. Boys+water+ irresistible!
Love your stories. Talking to Daddy and blessing you!