Life in the fast lane . . .

Sometimes, I get tired of living in the fast lane. Sometimes, I want to pull over. Sometimes, I want to bail (to use one of Jacob's new words)! and Sometimes, I just need a few days to chill.

We recently took a few days to lay on the beach, lay around the pool, lay around the campsite and just chill. It was great and certainly gave us some time to recharge our batteries. We took hubby's mother with us. She was in need of a break after losing her mother and we took Jacob's cousin with us so he would have some teen companionship. It gave us time to make some decisions and plans for our future.

Hubby is actively looking for a job that will allow him to be home with us instead of on the road. Jacob is starting high school in a couple of weeks back in the public system and in a new district. In this economy things are tight, but God is faithful! Thank goodness for my Savior -- without him my life would be a complete mess. The house is still on the market albeit in a new realtor's hands -- and we're waiting patiently on God to reveal his plans for our lives.

So, life in the fast lane or broke down on the side of road? Doesn't really matter as long as you know the master mechanic.

As for me and my house . . .

This verse is a favorite of ours. When we built this house and before we actually spent one night in it we had our pastor and some friends come and bless each and every room in this house. It was a very moving experience to hear our friends pray over every room and our lives. This verse appears in almost every room of our home somewhere. "As for me and my house we will serve the Lord."


Serving our Lord is our goal -- it's doesn't always happen, sometimes it's not easy, but the verse if a constant reminder to us that this house, this home, our lives belong to him.


It has been a chaotic summer. Who am I kidding? It has been a chaotic four years. So many things have happened (and not happened) and our lives have been turned upside down, inside out and every which way you can think, but God is faithful.

Even in death God has been faithful. Last week we saw that first hand as hubby's grandmother passed away. None of us were prepared to lose her so soon and she will be greatly missed in our family.

Lord Jesus thank you for allowing us the opportunity to have such a godly woman in our lives. Give us the strength and courage to always serve you.

and life goes on . . .

I'm reminded today that no matter what comes our way whether good news, bad news, adversity, sickness, even death . . . life goes on.

We're still riding the roller coaster of parenthood, we're still traveling all over the United States, we're still hoping and praying for the house to sell and now we're learning to deal with eventually losing a loved one.

My hubby's beloved grandmother who lives with his mother has been diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer which has spread to her liver. The doctors have said six months. Six months to finish a life. I can't imagine what hearing those words does to a person. I do know that she is a true woman of faith and an inspiration to all of us.

But, life goes on. Each and every day the sun comes up and a new day begins and each and every day God is there to comfort, to give us strength, to lead and guide us. Praise God because without his hand in mine some days would be unbearable.

Jacob On The Road

Jacob has been traveling for the past seven days with his father. He looks like he's really working hard!

Graduation Day

After a chaotic year, Jacob graduated from the 8th grade. It was really sweet as they were welcomed on to the high school hall. High School next fall -- that's just another whole kind of prayer request!

Lord Jesus, thank you for Jacob. Thank you for bringing him into our lives. Thank you for the joy and thank you for the chaos. Regardless of how difficult the teen years are he is and always has been one of our biggest blessings.

Roosterville

Many, many years ago a friend of ours (who was and is a practical joker) nicknamed my husband, Rooster. My hubby is a sweetheart, but he loves nothing better than a challenge and let's face it sometimes dealing with clients is a challenge. Our friend loved nothing more than watching hubby get his feathers ruffled.

The nickname stuck (he's not crazy about it) and family and friends vowed to bring as many roosters into our lives as possible. Here's just a few of our treasures: A very alive rooster showed up on our office steps early one morning. Our brother-in-law (who's a terrific artist) drew a rooster in the corner of our freshly poured concrete driveway. A concrete rooster in full color showed up in our flower garden. We've received rooster salt and pepper shakers, rooster towels, rooster clocks, framed photos of roosters, a huge, huge stuffed rooster, rooster license plates, rooster garden flags (including one with a swirling tail) and one of my personal favorites a dancing rooster who crows.

Not long ago I managed to get this photo of hubby and he'll kill me for sharing it, but I can't resist.

Forgive me Rooster!

Happy Birthday Zachary!

My SweetPea turns 24 today!