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| 9/22: Our first local Buddy Walk. The hat was K's favorite part! |
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| One of my favorite shots of the day: K with my Uncle Jack |
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| The fam |
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| Our whole team for this year's Buddy Walk. We love you guys! |
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| Big Sis carries Small Boy at the end of a hike |
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| Introducing Bodie! The newest member of the clan. |
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| Don't let these pictures fool you; he's very naughty. |
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| The tree--the one everyone stops to take a picture of with their phones |
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| Nothing more beautiful to me than this: the kids, the scenery, the love |
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| Plotting his next naughty move... |
It's a cool October Sunday, one of those rare days where the crisp
breeze and warmish air make you itch to get outside and rake a pile of
leaves for the sheer pleasure of jumping in and sending your work flying
in four directions. There's a Beef Daube Provencal simmering in my oven
and an empty bag of trail mix with a few sips of merlot sitting on the
desk in front of me. Just now, three sets of feet stomp in the back door
making noises of approval over the garlic, thyme, rosemary, and clove
wafting through the house, and I confess that life is good. A sermon
this morning reminded me that though we live our lives so much in the
now, in the moment, and though we ride the waves of all that hinders and
burdens and weighs right
now, we are, in fact, made for so much
more. Made for the glory of a Father who delights in us always, who
loves us as we are and where we are. And I grab Mark's hand in church,
quiet and still and moved. Life is a mixed bag of crazy these days, but
we count the gifts (as A.V. reminds us) and we taste and see all that is
good. A short post today. There are four small bodies waiting for a
ramble in the leaves. Happy Sunday!
