July 2026

July 2026
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


Wednesday, August 19, 2015

8-19-15 CatchUp

Two weeks ago.

P1080008

P1080085

P1080086

P1080087

P1080088

Last Friday the 7th.

P1080090

P1490087

P1490088

P1490089

Last Sunday the 9th.

P1080294

Last week.

P1080298

P1080303

P1080304

Wednesday evening before church.

P1080306

Friday night.

P1490101

Saturday.

P1490105

P1490106

P1080315

P1080320

P1080322

P1080329

P1080333

P1080344

P1080357

P1080358

Saturday night, around 9:00.

fb7

I snagged these first two pictures from a facebook post that a neighbor published. I wasn’t there to see it but am glad for those who were who took pictures and shared them.

fb8

We got the phone call a little after 9:00 that Grandpa’s house was on fire and we should come to town. By the time Dad & I got there, it was mostly under control; only the truck was still burning. This picture was printed 9:19.

P1080363

For the next two hours or so, there were still flames in the attic; firefighters monitored ‘hot spots’ which would smoke or flame until they were hit with water again. By midnight, we were on our way to AB’s to get Dad settled for the night.

This was the last picture ASK took before we left.

IMG_1607

Four days later, and it still seems surreal. It’s been a really long four days.

I’ve learned a lot about what happens after a fire. More than I ever cared to know.

But I’ve also learned how my kids can pull the wagon without me. They’ve done a great job.

And I’ve learned again what a blessing it is to be a part of a wonderful church family and community who really love the Lord and care for each other. The firefighters were amazing in their concern for Grandpa and their efforts to bring things out of his house, even when it was still burning. They went way above and beyond simply putting out the fire; and we can’t thank them enough. May God reward them where we can’t. The offers of help pouring in are almost overwhelming, and we appreciate every one, although at this point there isn’t much anyone can do. We have a list, though, and when/if we need help, it’s a comfort to know it’s available. Last night we settled Grandpa into a cozy little apartment across town, and we’re confident that he’ll be happy there until it’s time for the next step, whatever that is.  Meanwhile, we covet and appreciate your prayers for continued strength, grace, and wisdom to do what’s next, and that God will be glorified and His name lifted up by all that has happened.

 

By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.

John 13:35

No comments:

Post a Comment