We are, as my Saturday men’s group read this morning in James, products of the truth of God’s word:
We didn’t come here to go to pasture but to get to work, and meaningful work comes both with its rewards and with its costs.
“Happiest of birthdays, Rebekah. May you continue to live as a beacon of light and hope and peace and promise.”
I promised Rebekah I wouldn’t make fun of our dog but I have noticed she’s been awfully mellow lately and constantly asking for Cheetos.
she is still that same fun-loving, people-loving, “this world is my playground” puppy who turn our world upside down back in 2006
For us – and I believe this is always the case – the balance is tilted toward the positive, to grace, to redemption, the victory of light, and of promise
rejecting the false narrative that values priorities that do not satisfy at the expense of what’s really important,
So here are a few photos of Scout. She’s very tired but looking fine for an aging Labradoodle. I’ll keep you posted on how she’s doing. Such a good dog…