Warning- Sappy, sentimenal post.
This will be interesting for my husband and mother and that might be about it. I ran across an envelope of old pictures last night. Sometime I just miss those precious early family days. Life was taxing and physically hard but so wonderful. As sweet as our boys were when they were little and as much as I cherish those days, nothing can compare to knowing these boys as men. Nothing is better than watching your children grow and develop friendships and struggle into the men God desires them to be.
The gentle giants at a recent Aggie game with their house mates. They are by the way- the best and most super housemates they could ask for.
Thankful for you John and John Mark!
The giants just being silly college students.
This is one of my favorites. The boys posing with Cinderella in their matching homemade Disneyland shirts.
Still think of her often and can't wait for our heavenly reunion.
I am sure my mama has these thoughts alot too. Precious days gone by.
Of childhood fun and memories.
Of precious moments imprinted on my heart.
Everyday is filled with opportunity to bless and love people.
To continue our story.
I am thankful to be alive.
Thankful to be loved.
Thankful for children.
Thankful most of all for our loving God who gives meaning to this life.
Deut. 6: 4-9
Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be on your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.
Yes. We cannot talk about You enough God. Help us to have Your words on our hearts.
Please help us to teach our children to love You with all their heart, soul and strength.
Blessings on your week! Amy