5.26.2008

Reminiscing

Reminiscing... That is a fun thing to do. I have been meaning to post some of these pictures for a long time. So, I present... Camping pictures of '06. (I might post more later... Emphasis on the "MIGHT":)


5.22.2008

Pray For the Chapman's

I found out this morning that Steven Curtis Chapman's five year old daughter, Maria, was hit by a car and killed. The care was driven by her older brother, who, apparently, did not see her. Click here for more info. Please pray for the Chapman family especially Maria's older brother.

5.19.2008

Geneseo- Day Three + What happened like 10 min. ago

Okay, now I conclude my thing on our trip...
My cousins, brother and I in our hotel room.

My mom, dad, Aunt, and Uncle sitting on a couch. (My six year old cousin Jesse took this picture.)
Here are some random pictures...

My dad had just mowed the lawn when I took this picture. This is how Bailey got the name "Greensleeves".
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Emily S. is staying at our house for a while so she was able to take pictures.
Here is what happened about 10 minutes ago...

No, I am not trying to bite off my brother's finger...

Yes, my little brother is sitting on me...

5.06.2008

Geneseo- Day Two and My Awesome New Socks...

And so I continue with my vacation pictures...

My Uncle Gary making dinner in his flowery apron...

some cool building...

A weird turtle we found on a hike...

my great-grandpa's gravestone. I love the fact that there are birds on it. Grandpa Glen loved birds...

Christian, Spencer, and Jesse...

Joseph and Grandma Ethel...

Me singing "Amazing Grace"...

Uncle Gary and Christian

The playground behind a school were my Grandma Carol (my mom's mom) went to school all 12 years...




And I had to post just one more picture...

These are my awesome new toe socks that my friend Emily S. gave me.

5.05.2008

I am nothing, He is everything

I would be posting about my trip, but I am at my grandparent's house and I don't have my pictures with me, so, I am going to post something different.
Yesterday, at church, we had communion. I don't even remember what caused me to think about this but I started saying to myself, "I don't deserve this. Why am I excepted into God's family? I am nothing special. I don't feel worthy. I don't feel good enough." Then I heard a voice; a kind loving voice inside my head: "You're not worthy enough. You're not good enough. But I am." I believe that God was speaking to me. In that moment I felt more loved then I ever have before. We are no where near "worthy" or "good enough". But God is. He is enough to cover all of our sins and make our cups over flow. I praise God that we don't have to earn our way into His family. We would never make it. But God, being rich in mercy, saved us from what we really deserve.