Trevor in the United Pursuit School of Worship

The beginning of this month seemed just like any other, besides the fast the I was dog-sitting. There was no big event on the horizon, no major project that needed to be knocked out right away at work, everything was calm. Then, a friend of mine shared a link on Facebook with me for the United Pursuit School of Worship from May 25-30. Continue reading Trevor in the United Pursuit School of Worship

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What Makes Me Say WOW!

Being home has been both discouraging and encouraging. My nieces and nephews are -naturally through the eyes of their uncle- the most beautiful kids I know -until I have my own. I’ve gotten to baby-sit a ton and reintroduce myself to the ones who maybe didn’t remember me so much. Michael likes to play with firetrucks and pretends to be a fireman and policeman but, mumbles all of his orders to the civilians. Abigail loves to show you how beautiful she is. Gideon is a rough and tumble little guy but tells you he loves you and gives big hugs. Judah looks just like his mom. Gabby is the best snuggle bug in the world and has grown up teeth. Luke has his eyes glued to his Nintendo DS but says the funniest things. And Noah is 13, enough said. HA! It’s been great to see the rest of my family who aren’t children, although sometimes I feel that the older ones in the family act a lot like kids too! Continue reading “What Makes Me Say WOW!”

Where the Weathervane Bloweth

A dull silence fell over my ears.  I got up out of that plastic stackable chair and went back to interpreting for the busy nurses, but people were calling for me from every which direction.  I walked toward the event center toward Anndee to ask her how we should resolve the problem at hand.  The nurses’ food was not coming for dinner, the bus that was to take us back to the church had left, and 2,000 people were on their way to the big event.  On top of that, God had suddenly changed the direction of my life-rudder, if you will.

The conversation with Jackie over lunch in those plastic stackable chairs silenced the voiced questions in my heart.  And the quiet scared me.  Holy smokes God!  What on earth are you doing?  I was thinking.  It was confusing, especially with all the hustle and bustle of the day of the big event.  God, are you calling me home? Continue reading “Where the Weathervane Bloweth”