Romans 10:13-15

For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved. How then shall they call on him in whom they have not believed? and how shall they believe in him of whom they have not heard? and how shall they hear without a preacher? And how shall they preach, except they be sent? as it is written, How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things!

This post is dedicated to my husband, who I admire, appreciate and love more than words could ever say. The picture above is him with our oldest daughter. They are preparing to go to church. This is the 3rd week of revival in a row for our family. I rarely have sent Greg to church without me, but late pregnancy changes every thing for me. Jessie loves to go with him and I think that is precious. I can count on her to talk his ears off on the long drive home tonight (all the way from Alabama) He is more tired than I have ever seen him. My prayer is that the Lord will give him the strength that only He can to preach these last 3 nights and then I pray that he will bless Greg with sweet rest and peace and time to just hang out at the barn and relax with me and the kids at night.

....and how shall they hear without a preacher? And how shall they preach, except they be sent?

I have witnessed Greg's calling and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God called him. I have heard the messages, I have seen the Lord bless him behind the pulpit. I know Greg enough to know that he would not do this just for show or position. I also know that his work is not in vain but as a wife and mother I know that I miss him during these revival meetings. I want people to appreciate his sincerity and his love for them and how he gives of himself to do what God has called him to do. That is why I am so thankful for the little church that God has placed us in. You can just feel the love they have for Greg and the rest of our family. It is a tremendous blessing to be a part of that congregation.


Lord, be with my husband tonight. Give him the unction of the spirit to preach the word and help me to be the helpmeet that I should be to help him on his way. Truly how beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel.

Little Happenings

Jenna, with her new backpack (Thanks, Mrs. Tara). She loaded it with her things, got on her tricycle and announced, " I am going to Panama City!"

Reading time. Notice the blanket, I'll talk more about that in a moment.

There is nothing like Sunday afternoon naps. Jenna told dad, "Lets take a little nap." He was more than happy to do that with her.

My poor family. No, this picture was not taken in the middle of winter. I am sure that day it was around 100 degrees outside. Remember, I am 34 weeks pregnant. I walked down the hall and felt a heat wave coming from Josh's room and this is what I saw. That also explains the girls under the blanket. : )

I just love the everyday happenings. I think it is when I count my blessings the most. It is the normalcy of our days, just living life together, greeting Dad excitedly when he comes home, eating dinner around the table and enjoying a Daniel Boone movie all together at night that I am thankful for. Too many families are torn apart, too many Mom's and Dad's separated, too many children lonely and hurting. I am so grateful for our home.