An Awesome Christmas Gift

The coolest thing happened this morning. We got a phone call and the caller id said "Wichita Falls" well, I answered the phone and this person wished us a Merry Christmas and insisted that I guess who he was. After talking a few minutes more, I recognized the voice as one of the policemen that we were buddies with in WF. Jerry was Chaplain Commander of the WFPD when we lived there and we would often have several of them stop by for dinner or to visit and Jerry rode with them on patrol on a regular basis.
One of the officers on the phone proceeded to tell us that one of the reasons for their call that day was that he had asked Jesus into his heart! WHOOP! He called to tell us because he is getting ready to share his testimony this next week at church for baptism and that Jerry was a huge part of that story. God had used him to develop a relationship with this man that was bitter at God to open his heart several years ago, as Jerry was his friend and loved him and invested in the friendship even though this man wasn't ready to accept Christ at that point.

What a blessing that phone call was! God allowed us to see how he had used us in Steve's life. God doesn't always work that way. Often he just calls us to live what we believe and love no matter what, but sometimes we don't get to see the fruit of that labor, but we must keep on loving even when we can't see!
Thank you, Jesus (and Steve) for the best Christmas gift of the season!

Ten on Tuesday - Christmas

Ten things I love about Christmas:

1. The real meaning of the season...JESUS!

2. Family time...uninterrupted.

3. Christmas music...especially the oldies, Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Nat King Cole, Kenny and Dolly...then always George Strait.

4. Giving...handmade goodies are the best!
5. Playing games and watching Christmas movies (which is your favorite?) with the whole family.

6. Gingerbread and ice cold milk. Hot cider and hot chocolate.

7. Sitting by the Christmas tree at night when everyone else is asleep for my quiet time, reflecting on sweet memories.

8. Christmas cards- catching up with old friends and extended family.
9. The excitement of the children when they open their gifts...don't ya just love it?

10. Christmas lights, driving around in the car all wrapped up in blankets (we don't turn the heat on for effect) and singing Christmas carols, sipping hot chocolate...it's the best.

Gingerbread Day!

I'm so excited. We don't have a ton of Christmas traditions, but the one my children and I look forward to every year is Gingerbread Day! We spend the whole day making gingerbread cookies from my Grammie Murray's recipe. It is an all day process and I can hardly wait. We eat them til we're going to pop! These are some pics from last year...will post this year's pics soon...

Friendships

We moved last week, and as we went through this move, I was reminded that there are all different kinds of friendships. I am extremely blessed with awesome friends. I appreciate their differences...as God has ministered to me through them...they are His hands and feet in my life.

The friends who brought meals just when I thought if I eat fast food again, I'd throw up...
The friend who was there when I was so overwhelmed and exhausted that I cried...she just held me and understood...
The friend who took up the slack at the candle shop so I could pack and paint...
The friend who prayed for someone to come paint with me because she was too far away and couldn't help...
The friend who was the answer to that prayer and came to paint for two full days...
The friend who texted me every morning from TX just to let me know she was thinking of me and praying for me...
The new friends who came over and said, we want to help make this your home, this is what we can do...
The friend who came over and packed my entire kitchen because the movers were coming the next morning...
The friends who came over and unpacked the new kitchen...
And lastly, to my best friend and husband, who has put up with my many meltdowns in this our fourth (and last for a very long time) move in twelve months.

God has been good!

Kenzie Grace

Kenzie Grace...

beautiful

God-follower

graceful

funny

fashionable

seeker

creative

competitive

curious

miracle baby

loyal

faithful

passionate

artistic

strong

adaptable

my buddy

my precious baby girl

turned nine on Sunday.

Happy Birthday, Sweet Girl!

At Our House

Funny...

Kenzie walked up to me on the last day of our trip in the mountains and said, "Guess what, Mom! Me and Colton are getting the band back together." (like they were the Eagles or something) Then she skipped merrily on her way.

I was left thinking...what band? Did I miss something?

I thought and thought and this was all I could come up with, this is from 2004. I don't think this is what they were talking about...

Things That Shouldn't Be

Children shouldn't have to worry about fighting cancer.

Children shouldn't have to worry about their precious friend fighting cancer.

Abby had her head shaved today because so much of her hair was falling out from the chemo.

She should be dancing, laughing and playing, not fighting for her life.

Abby's beautiful and strong. Stronger than the rest of us.

Kenzie e-mailed Abby today telling her that she's believing that Abby will be the miracle we're singing about in our song this month. She did that on her own. She is so burdened for her friend. She believes that she will be a miracle. She had to share her hope.

They shouldn't have these kind of worries this young.

That's all I have to say about that.

Market Place

It's over.
I'm glad.
It's been a long week...
Packing, unpacking, decorating, selling, undecorating, packing, unpacking.
Cute babies, crying babies, sweet brand new babies.
Tired mamas, proud grandmas.
Shopping, shopping, shopping.
Talking, talking, talking.
Those new, trendy purses
and two-button sweaters.

Seeing old friends...
some refreshing and genuine
some awkward and strained.
Making new friends,
Ms. Troy, Mrs. Lynn from Henry's
in Bolingbroke.
It was fun. I'm so glad our paths crossed.
You made our week.

Selling candles...
"Lucy and Ethel" shenanigans (only Shannon knows).
We'll never tell.

To Mrs. Toni, a huge thank you.
You have a knack; no, a God-given gift.
Thanks for sharing it with us.
To Lucy...we missed you!!!

My Daddy

Today is my Daddy's birthday, and he is one of my favorite people in the whole world, so I'm going to blog about him today.

What I love about my Daddy:

-His letters. He wrote me a letter every single day of my freshman year at college. I'm not kidding or exaggerating...every single day. I was nine hours away from home and extremely homesick, he got me through.

- He has the best lap ever. We've rocked a thousand miles in the rocking chair reading books and telling stories when I was a little girl. I even sat in his lap as a teenager at times when I had broken up with a boyfriend or been hurt by life in general.

- The way he loves my mom. When we were little, on Sunday mornings my mom would get all three girls ready, then Daddy would take us on a walk while Mommy got ready for church. I grew up thinking that was to entertain us girls; now that I'm a Mommy, I know he did it for my mom. My mom has been ill for a several years now. He takes care of her so sweetly. He is so protective of her and thoughtful, it still amazes me after all these years.

- His sense of humor. He cracks me up. I used to love that all of my friends wanted to hang out at my house because my dad was so funny. He loved to embarrass us...he has been known, when we were in junior high, to drive through Sonic and on the "cruise" in Amarillo with a car full of me and my friends screaming because we were in "rollers", honking the car horn all the way!

- His tender heart. He is a big ole teddy bear that loves his three girls and is crazy about his grandkids. He grew up in a home that didn't express love in outward ways. He made sure that wasn't the case in our home. He always made sure we knew how much he loved us.

-His love for God. He always made sure that we knew God's Word and that as a family, church was a priority for us.

- The way he loves my children. Every child of mine talks about going on a walk or going to the park with grandad. I love that. He loves to be where they love to be. They love being with him.

-His Mississippi Mud Cake. He makes the best. He made it most every year for my birthday, and still makes it for me when I come home. He even mailed me one in college. Yep, he did. I am loved.

Happy Birthday, Daddy, I love you!

your lil' pardner

Thankful Thursday

I'm thankful for...
-cool, crisp autumn mornings (finally)
-caramel apple cider from Starbucks
-my CD player in my car is fixed
-friends who love me even on bad days (and today was one)
-candles to make my apartment smell like home
-healthy children
-my husband who makes me laugh
-cream cheese (I can't think of anything with cream cheese that I don't like)
-mechanical pencils (I hate pencil sharpeners!)
-digital cameras (so much fun to play with pics)
-friends that you don't talk to for months, then you call them up, you pick up where you left off and they never ask why you called

What faith looks like...

My kids are so cool! I love to see their faith growing and developing. To coin a phrase from our 252 curriculum, "here's what faith looks like at our house..."
Last week, we were at Stone Mountain, and Asher had gone through the ropes course over and over for about an hour. One of the workers stopped me and said, "You know what I like about Asher? He wants to do everything by himself!" Asher looked up at the worker and said, "I can do anything with God's help!" (4 years old)
Colton is praying nightly for God to speak to his heart because he feels like God and Satan are fighting for his heart. Our virtue this month is respect, and Colton is really wrestling with this at home. He prays for God to win and capture his heart because he's tired of being sent to his room : ). (7 years old)
Kenzie is experiencing real brokenness in her sin. She has never struggled with outward disobedience; she's more the passive defiance type. She is quiet and thoughtful, definitely the peacemaker, but she has really begun to see sin as sin and be broken over it. It consumes my heart when I see this brokenness. She is quite burdened about her friend Abby, and prays daily for Abby to be healed. (8 years old)
God is so amazing when He reveals Himself to a child and through a child.
They teach me every day. God, give me the kind of faith that will draw my children nearer to you!

Abby's Baptism

Wow! Today was an incredible day! I just couldn't go to bed without sharing!
A very special friend of ours, Abby Wilson, celebrated her life in Christ with a baptism at Lake Tobosofkee. It was one of the most beautiful baptisms that I've been a part of. I just had to share.
One of the things that made it so special is that her family was celebrating her life and her victory in Christ no matter what this year may bring. Last April, the Wilsons received news that rocked their world when they were told that their precious Abby had cancer, but they have been faithful and trusted God each step of the way. Jerry reminded all of us that Abby is victorious because of her faith in Christ and the giving of her life to Him, no matter what they will face as they begin treatment this week.
So, I ask you to please join me in praying for the Wilsons this week, especially for Abby.
Enjoy the slide show of her baptism...

Funny Asher

Asher is four! I can't believe it...it truly feels like we just brought him home from the hospital! He brings our life such joy. We have a whole file folder in our pictures section of our computer that is titled "funny asher" just for funny pics of him and silly things he does.

Life is a party for him and he wakes up every morning and asks what we're going to do today. He always says, "I wanna do something fun!"

Today, I stopped by a friend's house for a few minutes and heard him hollering my name, I looked over and he was hanging from the magnolia tree he had climbed up, waving and smiling so proud of himself. He pretty much has fun wherever he goes, whatever he does. We should all try to enjoy life as much as he does...

Super Saturday

This Saturday, we had nothing we HAD to do. It was wonderful. We all snuggled in the morning, then cleaned house and cleaned out the cars, then we ESCAPED!

We took off and went to Dausett Trails and had the best day...doing nothing...here are some pics.

It is amazing how some family time really restores my soul. It refreshes me. I love Saturdays!

The Battle

"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle"

Someone sent me this quote at the end of an e-mail today. I don't know why, but it struck me. It seems as if this week has been an especially draining one. I don't know why...
Well, that's not exactly true. A year ago today, we received some news that was devastating for our family. A year later, I can tell you that what some intended for evil, God intended for good, and where we are now is exactly where we are supposed to be. The pain has been unbearable at times, but now there is joy. However, I do have to say that most every day I have to put my anger and bitterness at His feet and say God it's Your battle, not mine.
In my brokenness, I have become keenly aware of the brokenness all around me.

The battle is raging in almost everyone I meet. Some are fighting for peace. Some are fighting for freedom from addiction. Some are fighting for their child's life. Some are fighting for their marriage. Some are battling themselves. The only victory in all of this is in Christ alone, in Him alone.
Chew on that. It may be in finally giving something up to Him, it may be standing up and fighting for something, it may be giving up and letting Him fight for you, it may be in Him taking someone home. But in Him is freedom, in Him is victory. So, whatever your battle is, stop and taste the mercy, the grace, the respite for your soul that only He can give.

Everybody Poops

Everyone Poops...that is a title of a book that I have read to all of my children during that all important potty training time. I have always done the "potty training in a day" technique, or as Jerry affectionately refers to it "potty boot camp". Both my older children potty trained rather easily. No major hiccups....

Then there's Asher.

He doesn't want to poop.

He refuses to poop.

We potty trained in the summer of 2006. But I don't think we succeeded. He always struggled with the pooping part. In his defense, we have had a turbulent year; we've moved 3 times this year. He finally seemed to get it this summer, then, guess what?

Yep, we moved again. So, we are back to the issue again. He's holding, squirming, then finally pooping...in his pants.

This blog is totally purposeless, but it's what's consuming my days. You moms understand.

Flashback Friday

Funny story...just remembered it the other day when we were reminiscing about funny things our children had said.

Kenzie was three years old and was in the bathtub, Jerry was supervising bathtime and he was sitting on a stool with his feet propped on the edge of the tub. Kenzie was splashing and playing around trying to get her Daddy to play. She splashed his feet.

Jerry said, "Kenzie, I've got a great idea! You can wash Daddy's feet."

She stopped giggling and playing, looked straight at him and replied, "I'm not Jesus."

We have laughed at that more times than I can tell you and thought it was worth sharing...

Ten on Tuesday

Ten Reasons why I don't mind turning 40 today:
1. I am loved.
2. I have a wonderful husband who is my best friend. I don't have to impress him. He knows me and loves me anyway.
3. I have three fabulous kids who think I'm the best mom ever.
4. I'm much more comfortable in my skin than I was at 20.
5. I don't feel the need to impress my friends. They are my friends.
6. I'm happy with who I've become, but I know that I haven't arrived.
7. Sure I'm forgetful, but most of what I forget probably wasn't that good anyway.
8. I did then what I knew then, now I know better so I do better. (a favorite Maya Angelou quote)
9. Everyone tells me life begins at 40 (I'll let ya know on that one).
10. It's been a heck of a year, and frankly I'm glad to have just survived.

Funny Asher

Asher cracks us up.

The other day, I walked into his room and it smelled awful. I said, "Something stinks in here!" He looked up at me and said, "That would be me."

Later that day, his daddy walked into his room and there were puzzles everywhere (his latest craze). His daddy said, "Somebody has a mess to clean up!" Asher looked up at him and said, "That would be you."

What would we do without him?

Why help?

Okay, I'm attempting another "blog category"...the Tuesday Ten. It is supposed to be a list of ten...something, anything...so here goes.

September is National Childhood Cancer Awareness month. Many of us may not have even noticed.

I probably never noticed before I met a special little girl named Kaitlyn who became Kenzie's best buddy, that had a little brother, Jay, who was fighting cancer. After walking with that family through the battle and final victory for Jay when he went to be with Jesus, I guarantee you that I'll never forget this important month again.

Now another friend of mine is in the battle fighting for her child's life against the beast called cancer. Her name is Abby. I hope you will do your part...do something to support the cause...to find a cure. For local folks, Jay's Hope is sponsoring "hats for hope" this Friday, where at area schools, your child can wear a hat to school if they bring $1 to go towards the Jay's Hope Foundation that helps families who have children with cancer.

Now, for the list: Why should you get involved with the battle against childhood cancer?
1. Because it's your child.
2. Because it's not your child; your child is healthy.
3. Because cancer is the #1 disease killer of children.
4. Because of Abby...www.caringbridge.org/visit/abbywilson
5. Since 2004, Childhood Cancer in Middle Georgia has increased 347%
6. Because of Jay...www.jayshope.org, www.caringbridge.org/ga/jay.
7. On average, 3 local children a month are diagnosed with cancer.
8. Because it could be your child.
9. Because of Summer www.caringbridge.org/visit/summercurry.
10. Because you can.

See how you can help http://www.jayshope.org/.
Do what you can, with what you have, right where you are.

Throwing Rocks

My children constantly teach me. Saturday was our first Saturday in quite a while that we had nothing we had to do...no football games, no setup for PC, etc. We started the morning slow with lots of cuddle time and wrestling, then we cleaned house and hung pictures in the apartment. As the day progressed, the kids played their "DS", watched a movie on DVD, rode their scooters worked puzzles, played around the house, etc.

Late in the afternoon, we went driving around looking at houses, and we ended up in Juliette. We decided it would be fun to stop at the Whistle Stop Cafe (from the movie, Fried Green Tomatoes), and eat some fried green tomatoes; we were all thirsty and wanting some tea. So, we stopped and ate, then afterwards we walked out back and watched the train go by on the tracks (it goes really fast right there and you can get really close to the tracks). In the parking lot, there was a pile of rocks, so we stayed there for probably 30 minutes throwing rocks and making up different targets.

That night, when I was putting each of them in bed, I always ask, "what was the best thing about your day today?" Each one of them (separately) said, "throwing rocks".
I wonder how often we miss the best things because we're so busy filling their schedules with good and important things.

Thankful Thursday

I have an old college buddy who is a faithful blogger and she has all of these cute categories that she blogs, so I'm going to give a few of them a try from time to time. My first one is Thankful Thursday.
I'm thankful for...
1. My husband who really knows me and loves me anyway.
2. Kenzie, my baby girl, my only ally in this house full of boys!
3. Colton's hugs and earnest heart.
4. Asher's morning hugs and the way his face lights up when I walk in the door.
5. Diet Coke in a half liter bottle.
6. The gift of laughter.
7. Blue Bell Dutch Chocolate ice cream.
8. Healthy children
9. My favorite old blue jeans and an old football jersey on Saturdays in the fall.
10. Crisp fall mornings.

Random? Yes. Just what came to mind...what are you thankful for?

Kenzie's Niche

Kenzie is my quiet one, the only girl...sometimes with two rambunctious boys, she can get overlooked. Since beginning Piedmont, she has found her niche and she is loving every minute of it. I'm so proud of her. She is so excited about being on the Game Day worship team, and she even seems to get a glimpse of what it's all about. She is thrilled when the kids are really participating and getting into it. Here are some pics of her in her element. She really loved it last week when one of the "iTeam" (aka thing 1 and thing 2 from Dr. Seuss) was out and she got to be "iT1" for the day. They demonstrate initiative by seeing what needs to be done and doing it. (We could all learn a little from that.)

Put me in coach

Call us crazy, I know, but Colton is playing on two football teams this fall. Because we wanted to support Covenant's new athletic program, we signed him up for flag football at school, but then his coaches from this summer asked him to play tackle at another school in town, so we basically have football five days a week. Yikes! I don't even really understand the game. I like it when the Aggies play, and I'll watch my children play anything. That's the extent of my knowledge. Period. The one thing I don't like is that I can't see his sweet face with that big ole helmet on!

However, Colton is loving tackle football. He is so aggressive and physical by nature, that he has found his sport. So, I sit on the sidelines and try to figure out what is happening. I get excited when he's the one on the top of the pile!



The other day at his flag football game, I was listening to some of the dads talking. They were mouthing flag football saying that it's not really football because you really can't teach them the game that way, and that it's "glorified recess", etc. (The boys, however, seemed to be enjoying it)



My mind was drifting, and I thought, this is kinda how we are as Christians. Too often, we want to "pretend" and half-way play the game. We don't really want to fully suit up, get dirty and take the hits to be fully committed. We would rather sorta play the game, pick and choose what we like, as long as we don't really put ourselves on the line...and it got me to thinking, am I pretending to play the game or am I really suited up and ready to tackle? My prayer is put me in Coach!

The Good Stuff

Sometimes in the "busy-ness" of life, we can forget about the really "good stuff". Here are some glimpses of the "good stuff" at the Dingmore household.
Colton and Asher (he loves to dress up like his fave race car driver - Beau Slocumb) put on a show that Kenzie hosted and handed out medals at the end for how well they did. They were so proud. Colton and Asher had a blast playing in the mud after the rain!
Asher and I danced in a contest that Kenzie had in our living room. We dance and laugh alot at our house...that's the good stuff.

Take some time today, no matter how busy you are...for the good stuff!

Happy Birthday Mom!

Today is my mom's birthday, so Happy Birthday Mom (or as my kids know her, Grammie)! How do I write about someone that is so much a part of who I am? Since becoming a mother, I have come to appreciate so much more all that my mother did for me growing up and who she is as a woman.

Some of the things I appreciate about her:

her amazing gift of hospitality...

-I can remember in junior high and high school all of my friends liked coming to my house. My mom actually made lunch for my best friend and I every day of my sophomore and junior year of high school. We would race to my house on our lunch break (in the days of open campus) and my mom would have lunch waiting for us.

-I remember in college, telling my youth pastor that "sure it would be okay" to stop at my house on the way to summer camp, and having 30 kids (whom they did not know) spending the night at my parents house. She fixed a huge breakfast for all of them the next morning and sent them on their way.

-I remember telling a family that I met in Australia that my parents would love to have them stop by on their way through...I think they stayed for almost a week, and my parents treated them like family!

-When my parents were coming to spend Thanksgiving with me my senior year in college (the big TAMU and UT game), I asked ten Chinese students to come spend it with us; she never skipped a beat, and somehow there was plenty of food to go around!

-When four couples were going skiing for the weekend, we got in really late, she had a spread of munchies ready for us, let my friends sleep in my parents bed (while they took the couch) and made breakfast the next morning; I think she even packed us snacks for the trip!

her stubborn love

-Through my rebellious phase, she never gave up on me.

-I have a wayward sister, and no matter how many times she falls on her face, my mom never quits praying and never gives up hope.

-She has a chronic, quite debilitating disease that causes her to not feel good much of the time, yet she still gets down on the floor to play with her grandkids, has tea parties, helped them set up a lemonade stand this summer and even went to the waterpark with all of them!

her support

-When I was the first one to go away to college, and I chose one 9 hours from home, she supported me 100%.

-When I wanted to do mission work on the other side of the world, she never talked about how it would affect her, she just did everything to get me ready, and sent me off with a bag full of notes for whenever I got lonely in Australia that summer.

-Each spring while I was at Texas A & M, she and Daddy would take off from work and drive nine hours to be with me for Parents Weekend. They would hang out with my friends and I and do all sorts of crazy stuff with us!

-In the difficulties of the last year, she always assured me that God had a plan and we have yet to see how this is going to glorify Him.

her tender heart

-She cries at sappy movies just like me. She cries when I cry. She cries when my sister cries, she cries when the person on the long distance commercial cries!

her friendships

-She has friends spread out all over the place, from all stages of life. She taught me that distance doesn't separate friends and that you can stay close through all that you face in life, in all the phases of life. I never understood the value of her example until I grew up and built friendships with women who were crippled by the fact that they didn't know what true friendship looked like.

her love for God's Word

-As I've grown older, I notice that she sits on the back porch with her Bible each day; maybe she always did this, but I never noticed until it became something I valued in my own life.

This list is by no means exhaustive, but it gives you a glimpse of the woman I am blessed to call Mom. I'm not always very good at expressing my love and appreciation for her, so on this day, her day, I want her to know how much I celebrate her.

Asher's First Day

Yesterday was Asher's first day of school. He started 3K, three mornings a week. As you can tell by the pics, he was very excited about going to "big boy" school. He has been doing his "homework" with Kenzie and Colton every day since their school started 3 weeks ago. Jerry and I were talking about something yesterday and we were saying that we were a "little shocked" about something, and Asher chimed in and informed us that he was "a little shocked" too. He is a mess! Pray for his teacher Mrs. Vance - ha! We are tickled to be in her class. He is a joy! We can't imagine life without him!

Our Family Song

Music is one of the ways God really speaks to me. This last year, one song that a dear friend gave me that helped me in the midst of the hard times was "Praise You in this Storm" by Casting Crowns (if you've never heard it or really listened to the words, check it out at http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/castingcrowns/praiseyouinthisstorm.html). It was like a healing balm to my wounds on many a night. I would drive in my car and sing it at the top of my lungs (which is the only place I should be heard singing at the top of my lungs!) God would minister to me through His music.
When I was in Texas this summer visiting my parents, my mom asked me to share some of the "good stuff" that God had done that could only be explained as a "God thing" in the past several months.
One of the things I shared was about our family song, "Everlasting God". I shared that this song had really grabbed my heart at the Chris Tomlin concert last winter. It had become our family song as we were teaching our children about waiting on the Lord. There were many areas in our life that we were waiting on the Lord, and they were full of questions, like, where are we going to go to church? where are we going to live? how long do we get to live at miss lucy's? are we moving back to texas? and many, many others! (my children are never short on questions - how about you?) We began to scour the Scriptures for verses about waiting on God, and God gave us this song, so we began to sing this song often around our house and in our car.
This past year we visited ALOT of churches from mega churches to brand new church plants, and every time we would go to a new place, somewhwere in the service, God would give us this song! Seriously, are you kidding me? We were at a lot of different churches with a wide variety of music, but it was always one of the songs! God is so cool! Kenzie and Colton would instantly grab my hand or put their arm around me and sing at the top of their lungs. How awesome is that??
To look back on it now, it was a huge lesson for me and for my children. Would I have chosen to teach it this way? probably not, but it is a lesson that I'm confident that they will never forget it.

Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord
We will wait upon the Lord
We will wait upon the Lord
Our God, You reign forever
Our hope, our Strong Deliverer
You are the everlasting God
The everlasting God
You do not faint
You won't grow weary
You're the defender of the weak
You comfort those in need
You lift us up on wings like eagles

I share this because life is generally alot of waiting, and alot of feeling weak and in need, so wherever you are on this journey, wait on Him! He will give you amazing strength, more than you can imagine, for He is the giver of life! I would never have imagined PC and where we are ready for this week and here we are!

Check out our PC All Star Team!

I'm so excited for another Sunday with our All Star Team at Piedmont! As you can tell from the pics here, we have a blast! It's just as much fun for the grown ups as it is for the kids. We are so blessed with an incredible team of adults who are committed to working with our children! When I see what God has done in the hearts of so many in the last 8 months, I am totally overwhelmed and totally humbled to be leading this awesome team with Shannon! From the crazy shopping trip to Ikea this summer with Shannon,Val, Pam, Le and Maria, to late nights with Lucy and all of those crazy days of trying to put together a family ministry with six children running around by the pool this summer...God is good, no AWESOME and He has done immeasurably more than we could have ever asked or imagined. Shannon, Tate and all of the All Star crew...YOU ROCK! Thanks for sharing this journey with us!