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


Thursday, December 16, 2021

Summer Storm in December

 Last Thursday - unseasonably warm.



And beautiful.



Older three boys and Flint picked up a couch for us while Echo, Kiowa, and Josh went to the Christmas program practice and some went to choir. Lucy, Jason, and Travis hung out here with Dad & me.






Josh is such a good uncle. He was glad that Friday morning he didn't have to share his nephews!




Friday night our warm weather collided with a cold something or other and created quite a storm. 85 mph winds in Tremont, tornadoes south (which Ben got too close for comfort to as he & his buddies drove to FL), and a waterfall in our basement.




Saturday morning our yard had a new look 😕





Windows had a new look too - they were covered with brown raindrop stains. Evidently the wind/rain picked up a fair amount of dirt from the bare fields and deposited the dirt on my windows😕. Something we don't see with true summer storms bc fields aren't bare. So my awesome youngest girls helped me spontaneously wash all the windows. And they look great again! I have this thing about windows; I tend to get grouchy when they're dirty. And most of my job description lands me inside, but I like the beautiful outside. Thus, clean windows are important to me.

Anyway.

 'Twas a beautiful afternoon.


And, while we're thankful our damage was so minimal - barely mentionable - we grieve for those in the paths of the tornadoes who have suffered such great loss and sorrow. May they feel God's comfort, presence, and abundant grace.

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