Farm Table

It started with an innocent, “You should make me a table…”  Within a half an hour he has cutting wood and I was looking for glue.  We discussed, he cut and measured.  I readied the babes for bed.  Once they were tucked in he squared boards while I drilled. We puttied holes and by bedtime that night she was standing on her own four legs waiting for a good sanding. 

The next morning she got just that, and we stained away.  The pictures show our lovely amateur result.  Besides the $3.27 I spent on paint brushes, she cost us not a dime.  She will comfortably seat six, but eight can cozy on up to her counter high edges too. That Sunday we made a table and a memory.   

April Showers Bring May Flowers

Morning Snuggles

These days both kids are chewing their fingers...teething all around.  Lots of snuggle time!

There was a point in my life that I thought the paperwork would end.  But for whatever reason, there always seems to be one more thing to fill out or file away---even if it is just the frequent costumer card at Ingles.

I have been going through files to night.  A fun task, let me tell you.  I find it simplest to have a file for each member of the family then files for whatever doesn't fit under a person.  So Job's passport goes in his file, instead of there being one file for all passports.

Rafa received his actual green card last week!  We look at it with a bit of awe.  How did all this happen?

It all reminds me again and again how wonderful it is to have citizenship that is out of this word and absolutely free. I love having so many homes, but I am thrilled my real home is on the other side of eternity!

'Mana

'Mana.  

Short for hermana.  Kinda like the Spanish version of "sissy." 

Thanks to some encouragement from his Mexican relatives, its been Job's pet name for his sister almost from the very beginning.  

Its hard to remember life pre-'Mana.  

She is loved and cherished by all.  Especially her brother.  

What seems like ages ago....

{Just after midnight on January 28th, 2014.  Our first time in the good ol' U.S. of A as a family of four- Rafa's first time ever and Maya's first time outside the womb.}  

My how blessed we are!  

The story is long, full of God's unending faithfulness, and includes lots of tears- the joyful kind, the hurt kind, and the overwhelming loved kind.  The whole story may never be written here.  We are in my passport country for awhile.  Our dreams are big--eternally big.  But we know God often leads where we could never imagine, and His plans are always bigger than our dreams.

May I begin to share our story again with you?


After a break, usually not purposeful, in blogging, I struggle to start again because its been such a long time.  It embarrasses me. So I put it off even more.  Forgive me?  I have learned better than to make promises concerning this corner of the web, but Lord willing, new words and a few pictures will be seen here more consistently.  God's blessings, dear friends!  

Everlasting Arms.

1. What a fellowship, what a joy divine,
   Leaning on the everlasting arms;
   What a blessedness, what a peace is mine,
   Leaning on the everlasting arms.
   • Refrain:
     Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms;
     Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.
2. Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way,
   Leaning on the everlasting arms;
   Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day,
   Leaning on the everlasting arms.
3. What have I to dread, what have I to fear,
   Leaning on the everlasting arms?
   I have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
   Leaning on the everlasting arms.