Fishy Business

This past weekend we loaded up the camper and moved to Claytor Lake! My mother's extended family has a reunion every year at the lake and it always gives us a chance to catch up with aunts, uncles, cousins from all over the states. My mother's family is huge and we've scattered to every corner of the world.

Sunday, Jacob and his daddy went fishing with my cousin-in-law, Roger, and just after 10 o'clock I got a phone call -- "come quick over to Roger's and bring the camera."

My little fisherman!

My little fisherman bested them both!

Oh Jesus, so much to be thankful for. I praise you for time spent enjoying one another, sweet fellowship, hugs and kisses, old stories told over and over, memories of loved ones gone on, the laughter of children drenching each other in a water balloon fight, the laughter of adults joining in and forgetting their age. I praise you for the beauty of the weekend and your mercy over each of us. Help us to remember our true calling -- to be fisher's of men!