What's so funny Rowan?

Falling asleep

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Anita prays

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Whats for dinner

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Anita Jean picks out her snack

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Rowan's faces

Pics and vids from our day off

Anita rides again!

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Anita and Rowan

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Rowan yawn

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The love of a family is evident

Went to a Christmas family get together tonight. My in-laws. There was someone there was someone there and met the family for the first time. After a few hours she talked about how christ's love was evident in the room, no matter what beliefs or ideas or religions were present, christ's love is what she saw in the family. That wS so encouraging and renewed my hope that someday my own family can see and share that: christ's love. Not seeing the differences when we see our family members and banking that, but seeing and celebrating what we have in common: our love for the Lord and love for each other. Not making judgements on things that are unseen or on beliefs or anything but on the common love of Christ that we all share. We may express it differently in our private lives but at the end of the day "we all profess the same thing". So my prayer is that we can love each other as brothers and sisters and even if but once a year, get together as a family. Those who voluntarily opt out of family gatherings miss out on what could be the best gathering of the year. Merry Christmas.




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Stylin the knit hat

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Anita learns to eat with a spoon. .... Sorta

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The Magic of Christmas

Think back to your first memories of Christmas with your family. The older we are the farther back that is. I can remember coming downstairs on Christmas morning and seeing a stack of presents under the piano. We never had a Christmas tree growing up. I'm not sure if it was because we couldn't afford it or because it was just an unnecessary expense, either way it was normal not to have a tree. My parents were very ‘no frills’ people.

There is peace in trusting God

There is comfort in trusting God is in control of your life. If you can truly leave everything in His capable hands, the stress of life and the worry of things yet to come can be gone. We can stress over a pending situations or get upset over current conditions, but in the end, whether we believe it or not, whether we like it or not, God's will, will be done. He is the Almighty and we have no way to change his mind. We can start to think about a situation hoping this 'person' could do this which might persuade this decision to be made in my favor, or maybe I could encourage this course of action or non-action. But once again we try to do God's job and decide our future. No matter the outcome of anything, God is in control, and really knows what he is doing, AND for our good. No evil or bad thing comes from God.



There is peace in knowing God. I mean the kind of knowing him when you can leave things in His hands and really leave them there, not thinking about them, not fretting about them, just leaving them there.



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Quote

My father once said,"you don't know what you really have until it's gone"


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Pretty Paper

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write I love you
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

Crowded streets,
busy feet,
hustle by him
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh
There he sits....
all alone....
on the sidewalk.....
Hoping......
that you won't pass him by.....

Should you stop?
Better not,
much too busy
You're in a hurry,
my how time does fly
In the distance the ringing of laughter
And in the midst of the laughter
he... cries

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write I love you
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

If Christmas is about giving and really about giving to those who are less fortunate, how come so many of us only give to those we really love AND those who really don't need what we buy them?

I challenge everyone who reads this to give gifts to someone who might not get one this year. Even if it means skimping on some of your regular gifts. Tell me who would not understand if you said, "I only got you that because I bought a homeless girl a new coat and mittens this year".

When you laugh this season in your lavish meals and big heavy coats in the snow,,,,,, "And in the midst of the laughter.. he cries".

Help put Christ's love back in Christmas.


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New Rowan's pics

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Rowan's morning face

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