The Angel of Main Street

Jim brought us the newest sweetest addition to our building. He called me at the end of the day wondering when I was to be finished for the day. Through a ton of wind through the phone I knew he was outside. Asked me to go out to the front and look up and when I did I must admit I cried. The Angel is so beautiful. He is constantly blessing Main Street day and night. We love him more and more every day. Thank you sweetheart for this wonderful thoughtful addition.

Diane introduces Gracey to ICE CREAM!!!

Gracey McDonald. Amazing Baby. Carson McDonald with Easter bucket on head. Imposing.

Go with the flow...

Go with the flow. Such well known words. Seems like I hear those words too late. Just when I am in the middle of a fuss or things are not going like I had planned or for some reason I have decided that I am going to fight the world then I realize that early on I could have chosen to go with the flow. When I consider water and how it moves and ebbs and sometimes rushes there is very little that anyone can do about it. When water is flowing everyone has to respond. If there is a flood then one must evacuate or if it is in your home then seems like forever cleaning it up. But water doesn't have weapons as it doesn't need any. It just goes. And when something stops its direction it merely finds another or goes over. There isn't a war of which is stronger. Water just is. I want to be like water. Easy, moving, alive and never afraid of what is in the way. Just flow through or around. Don't freeze in fear or agenda but seeing everything as a possibility and opportunity rather than a hastle or battle. Refreshing and nourishing, a giver of life and greatly desired.

The Lighting of the Deck!

Jim hung the deck lights the other day. First, the weather was cloudy, then windy, then raining, then hail, then SNOW! Finally it was complete and here are the results!

Easter...

Happy Easter. Yes! What a victorious time. I love that Jesus was such an example to me even in death because He represents the victory even over death. So, when death happens I remember that even though I do not see the victory there is definately one stupendous victory goin on over on the other side. This makes me sing!
So, if there is even victory in death then there can be victory in all of the other things in my life that may look tragic and painful. There is another side and I can choose to stay singing.
So, problems, challenges, annoyances, misunderstandings...take that!

"Up from the grave He arose...

with a mighty triumph o'er His foes...

He arose the victor from the dark domain...

And He lives forever with His saints to reign..."

The Winnings

Aren't they crazee?

B-I-N-G-O

Went to Bingo the other night and won won won. Ammon and Amiah both won two baskets each and then Ammon won the Blackout. He wanted to win that sooooo bad. The prize was a BSU fleece blanket, a BSU DVD against TCU and a sheet cake.
When they arrived home there was shocked faces and some excited kids.

The First Fire

We couldn't wait to light a fire in our new firepit. It was fun and cold and warm and dark and light all at the same time. Smiles on this face.

Dad's hands

My dad's hands are one of my favorite parts of him. As he lay in the hospital bed there are a few little things that I notice more than his hands. I see his eyes (sometimes when he is not resting). I see the line of tubes and needles and beeps and flashing numbers. But I see his hands.
When I was little I loved those hands because those large capable hands could fix anything. They could make sure I was safe and pick me up to sit on shoulders. They could open the most stubborn lid. They held tools that would create beautiful functional leather pieces. They occasionally were my regretful spankers.
Later in my life I miss that those hands should fix everything. Now I must fix many of my own messes and calm my own fears. I sit in the hands of God. But as my father is infirmed in this time his hands are so sweet. They are the emblem of his strength. I hold those hands and they hold mine. It feels good. I am there to comfort but instead his hands comfort me.