The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me. Psalm 16:6
The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me. Psalm 16:6
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Chuckle for the Day
Gabriel: Can Root Beer make you drunk?
Me: No, honey. Root Beer can't make you drunk.
Gabriel: But regular beer can.
Me: Yes, honey. Regular beer can.
Gabriel: I think because it has no roots in it.
Man, you gotta love him.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
A Little Story
Once upon a time there was a boy.

And, believe it or not, sisters.

He was a handsome boy, full of spunk and laughter.

And his parents marveled that the Lord would entrust him to them.

He was so special that his Grampa always rubbed his head for good luck.

His first dog taught him to love...

...and to grieve.
And that boy, he grew and he grew and he grew.

And the Lord. He especially loved the Lord.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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