My Father's Shirt

You are probably asking yourself why in the world would I post this picture. Sixteen years ago this fall my father fought a very quick battle with cancer and lost. From diagnosis to death was six weeks. Since he appeared to be the healthiest one of our four parents the news was a great, grevious shock. It might seem odd to you but my pain was eased by walking. After he died, I kept several of his shirts. One of which I still walk in to this day. During the initial days of personal struggle and grief I wrote this:

Clothed in grace,

wearing my Father's shirt.

Walking daily, fully covered

moving toward eternal health.

I am wearing the shirt in this picture. Aged shirts are very soft but the comfort comes through memories. My dad was not perfect but he loved me and he taught me many great life lessons through example. There continue to be struggles that require walking.

Close up

I have no clue why I am so fascinated by flowers "close up". My family makes fun but it doesn't shame me into stopping. Hollyhocks seem to do interesting things as they age on the stalk. There is more to see if the flower has aged. I find that interesting. I can't say that this picture is pretty but I do think it is interesting. What do you think?

God's Love Changes Everything!!

This is the week for VBS (Vacation Bible School). The western theme is clever and fitting for a west Texas church. Wearing bandanas and cowboy hats adds to the fun. I stand amazed at the joy I receive working with kids and getting to know their eager hearts. "God's love changes everything" is part of our theme for the week. Today we talked about the word "lavish". John 3:1 says, "How great is the love the Father has lavished on us that we should be called children of God". Lotion and chocolate illustrations helped define what lavish means. God lavishes his love on us!
Chris, Maria, and Jordan are my very able helpers. We are having a great time together. Hopefully I can post a picture later in the week.

Storm Chaser

You that know me well understand what a surprise it is that I was out taking pictures of this tornado. Miss Scaredy Cat has gotten courageous with age. (It also helps to have a basement available and kids that can take care of themselves.) Small town west Texas excitement comes in weird ways!