September 2025

September 2025
Over the years, we've always compared our family life to a wagon train heading west. Just as everyone had to do his part to get to Oregon years ago, so everyone in our family must do his/her part to make our journey through life successful. If somebody climbs in the wagon and lets the others do the work, we just don't make any progress. We all have to pull our weight and work together. Along the trail we find lots of pebbles that make for a smooth ride and some bigger rocks that jar us a little; we hit the occasional pothole that can slow us down. But if we purpose to search diligently, there are countless gold nuggets and precious gemstones along the way as well. This journal is an attempt to preserve some of those precious moments for our children, and our children's children, as together we travel this trail called life.

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11


Monday, November 4, 2013

11-4-13 Her Little Shadows

I saw a young mother with eyes full of laughter,

And three little shadows came following after,

Wherever she moved, they were always right there - - -

Holding onto her skirts, hanging onto her chair,

Before her, behind her - - - young ones so fair.

“Don’t you ever get weary as, day after day,

Your three little tagalongs get in your way?”

She smiled as she shook her pretty young head,

And I’ll always remember the words that she said:

“It’s good to have shadows that run when you run,

That laugh when you’re happy and hum when you hum - - -

For you only have shadows when your life’s filled with sun!”

 

~author unknown

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