Sweet girls in the city of Batu.
Little girl in the red light district.
These kids were going to graduation.
Drinking out of bags.
Farmer
Christian family.
Auto Mechanics
Monday, August 1, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
Anyway
Written on the wall in Mother Teresa's home:
People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend your years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.
People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend your years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Studying
Studying 100 verses for our Elevate final with Maegan...
there were more distractions happening than studying.
there were more distractions happening than studying.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Holden is Five!
Happy fifth birthday, Holden! Let me tell you a little about yourself at age five...
You are a ball of energy, almost always with a huge smile on your face. Sometimes you and Turner will literally run circles around the kitchen island for considerably long stretches of time. When you feel an emotion, you feel it all the way. Whether it's the joy of laughing at a joke you made up or crying because you don't want Daddy and me to leave for Elevate, you are completely present in the moment.
You've recently developed a love for Peter Pan and Hook, which totally delights your Mommy! You love pizza and tofu, coloring (and have become really good at staying in the lines recently), swimming, church, your family, and Jesus. I will often overhear you from the other room saying to your brother, "I love you, Turner." You have such a sweet heart that truly cares about how other people feel.
And you genuinely loves Jesus. Your prayer each night goes something like this:
"Dear Jesus, thank you for this day. Help us fall asleep quickly. I love you, Jesus. Amen."
Then we ask you what else you want to pray for, and you start over, adding a "thank you for Mommy, Daddy, Turner, Phoebe, etc." right after the "help us fall asleep quickly" line. You have also started initiating having a quiet time in the mornings. You bring your Bible to sit next to me. We pray together to ask Jesus to forgive us of our sins, take turns telling God the things we love about Him, read/talk about a Bible story, and pray again. I love that precious time together.
You never did love going to preschool all that much, but you learned so much! You can pretty much sound out any word and spell it phonetically. You were the very first in your class to learn your phone number and address (which I kinda credit to my cool song and rap). You're great at crafts and artwork--you really do have your PopPop's skill!
When you look back at being five, my hope is that you remember not the consistent, daily discipline, but digging in the backyard dirt, swinging high on a swing, cuddling with Mom or Dad during naps, becoming best friends with your brother, building forts with Dad in the dining room, taking weekend trips to San Antonio or Elevate retreats, and making a new home and new friends here in Texas.
I love you so much, with my whole heart, sweet boy.
You are a ball of energy, almost always with a huge smile on your face. Sometimes you and Turner will literally run circles around the kitchen island for considerably long stretches of time. When you feel an emotion, you feel it all the way. Whether it's the joy of laughing at a joke you made up or crying because you don't want Daddy and me to leave for Elevate, you are completely present in the moment.
You've recently developed a love for Peter Pan and Hook, which totally delights your Mommy! You love pizza and tofu, coloring (and have become really good at staying in the lines recently), swimming, church, your family, and Jesus. I will often overhear you from the other room saying to your brother, "I love you, Turner." You have such a sweet heart that truly cares about how other people feel.
And you genuinely loves Jesus. Your prayer each night goes something like this:
"Dear Jesus, thank you for this day. Help us fall asleep quickly. I love you, Jesus. Amen."
Then we ask you what else you want to pray for, and you start over, adding a "thank you for Mommy, Daddy, Turner, Phoebe, etc." right after the "help us fall asleep quickly" line. You have also started initiating having a quiet time in the mornings. You bring your Bible to sit next to me. We pray together to ask Jesus to forgive us of our sins, take turns telling God the things we love about Him, read/talk about a Bible story, and pray again. I love that precious time together.
You never did love going to preschool all that much, but you learned so much! You can pretty much sound out any word and spell it phonetically. You were the very first in your class to learn your phone number and address (which I kinda credit to my cool song and rap). You're great at crafts and artwork--you really do have your PopPop's skill!
When you look back at being five, my hope is that you remember not the consistent, daily discipline, but digging in the backyard dirt, swinging high on a swing, cuddling with Mom or Dad during naps, becoming best friends with your brother, building forts with Dad in the dining room, taking weekend trips to San Antonio or Elevate retreats, and making a new home and new friends here in Texas.
I love you so much, with my whole heart, sweet boy.
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