What a Difference 4 years can Make

There is something wonderful about extended family. Having the kids get to know their cousins and aunts and uncles. Living way out in Wyoming makes it hard for the kids to get to know their relatives. Four years in between visits for these cousins. What a difference four years can make. Hopefully we won't have to wait that long next time.

Two cute cousins then....

and Now...

Two more cute cousins then...

And now

And my Micah Man then...
And Now

How Would You Spend Your Vacation

Micah spent his time enjoying Aunti Terry's Chicky.

Uncle Scotty and Jacob sewed up Jacob's cape

And Jeff just enjoyed some time to sleep

What do you like to do on your time off?

It is a Poverty

"It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish"-Mother Teresa

Many feel that Mother Teresa was a saint. She spent her life helping others. She cared about all who were needy...including the unborn. She considered others equal to herself. When we look at the global issue of poverty is not equality at the heart of the issue? Is each person as deserving as me? What if they make bad choices and are lazy? I work hard for my money so am I not entitled to all of it?

I am greatly concerned about the selfishness all around me embedded into our society...our philosphy of living can be summed up something like this...My life is more important then your life. I don't care if "you" suffer as long as it doesn't affect me.

Allowing the poverty we see to continue is a matter of convenience for those who have at the cost of those who have not.

Do the unborn have rights? Or are they less deserving then hardworking useful people...

Our life view has become so warped that our wants as "women" outweigh the needs of our own children. How are we supposed to fight poverty when we each live exclusively for our own selves? Why would we concern ourselves with the needs of the poor when we have already hardened ourselves against the weakest and the neediest in society?

My words may sound brazen and offensive to many. And yet how many of us put our own wants above the needs of others every day. From the harsh example of abortion to small and selfish acts in our daily routine. I have sat on the computer (I don't think I am the only one) when my preschooler begged me to make breakfast. "Just a few more minutes, Sweety," I say as I continue typing. Those few minutes drift into an hour and my hungry child goes and finds something else to do with a rumbling tummy. When I realize how long it has been I feel horrible. I am guilty as charged with letting my wants come above the needs of others. I had the power and ability to help my child eat and yet my own selfish desire to finish what I was doing side-tracked me and I allowed my child to go hungry. I valued my want above my daughter's need.

As long as our society puts "our own" rights to have and do whatever we want above the rights and needs of others we can not begin to put a dent in poverty.

Waiting for the Trolley in San Francisico

.......trying not to look at the homeless people laying nearbye

The homeless picture is not my own...and yet it could have been. What a contrast on our trip to San Francisco...three well fed and loved children waiting for a trolley in San Francisco... not more the 50 feet away lay a number of homeless people. Crowds of people walked by and never once made eye contact with any of the cold and dirty people laying on the sidewalk. Never once offered a helping hand or a kind word. I was among the crowds and joined in by ignoring "them" too. I was disturbed by my own reaction when I got home that night and thought about it from a nice warm bed.

Can we change our foundational beliefs to value each life as equally deserving? That homeless woman lying in the streets of San Francisco on our trip last summer who looked like she was in pain... why didn't she deserve my time and energy? Why didn't I stop and ask if she was ok or if I could help her with anything? Why did I not make eye contact with her? And what did I tell my children? Those people laying in the street are homeless. They have no place to live. It is very sad. Some people are homeless but they have a shelter available if they want to go there? It isn't our responsibility? Why did I not tell them....Children we need to go offer to help these people that no one cares about. I know we are here to have fun on a trip, but they need help. Let us go offer some food and human company to them. Let us show them they are worthy of love and kindness.

There is no easy answer. The poor will always be with us. The Bible tells us if we see our brother in need and do not help then how does the love of God abide in us? I believe the most important thing each person can do is to begin to value each life as precious and unique. Each life as worthy of caring for and of reaching out a hand to. Is it more important to spend my money on my hair and lunch with coworkers then finding a worthy humanitarian ministry and giving to those who are truly in need? Can I not spend that extra "fun" money on food for the hungry? Houses for the homeless? Clothes for the unclothed? Oh I know many have made poor choices and will continue to make poor choices. For some, their poverty is due to their own addictions, laziness, mental illnesses, etc. But is their value based on how smart they are and the choices they make? Or is their value based on being a member of humanity created unique and wonderful in God's own image. Something to think about. If we all spent just one tenth of our time (2.4 hours per day) helping to be a part of the solution...Wow! How much could be done to help eradicate poverty. Time spent helping someone learn how to read so they can get a job? Time spent bringing blankets to homeless people? Baby sitting, food pantry volunteer, even praying...Who knows. Be creative. Be a part of the solution.


As long as we put our needs and wants above others, we will not be able to make a dent in the poverty around us. It must start with us as individuals....one hand reaching out to another in love and hope.

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What is different here?

Always smiling and cute as a button

But something is looking different today...

What could it be?

What do you say?

Can you guess? What looks different about my beautiful daughter?

Hmmm....Isn't this supposed to be autum?

October...changing colors with falling leaves everywhere...

Harvest time with a crisp chill to the air

browns, oranges and beautiful reds

thoughts of Halloween candy filling our heads

What happened today? This doesn't seem right.

I look outside and all is bright white

Where did our autum go?

It all got covered up in snow.

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If Joshua were here, he would be out trying to sled in the back yard (after a mad rush of trying to find snow suite, gloves, boots, and hat). :) He was always excited about the snow. Never mind that the snow needs to ice up before you can sled properely.

He would come in all wet and soggy ready for some hot chocolate after finding out you can't sled on soggy snow (again). Snow balls anyone? His memories are still fresh in our hearts. His excitement contagious even without his physical presence.

Best Job Ever

Can I just tell you that I love my job? I get to do ultrasound on pregnant women. Every time I see these babies...I am amazed again at how fully formed they are.

I snagged this photo from a free photo search so I don't know how far along this little one is. I would guess somewhere around 12-14 weeks. Fully formed with fingers and toes and even permanent fingerprints.

Can you guess when baby's heart start beating? I have seen a beating heart on a 1 mm baby. We can see baby's heart beating on our ultrasound as early as 5 weeks and 1-3 days of pregnancy. That is 3 weeks and 1-3 days since conception. Those little hearts are already beating when most women are just finding out they are pregnant. A week or two since they miss their period.

I find life to be amazing and wonderful. I think about my son Joshua. Fearfully and wonderful made. Known by God while he was knitted together in my womb. Each new life is a gift and a wonder. For those who have lost a baby to miscarrage or abortion... My heart goes out to you. You are still a mom or Dad to a beautiful and wonderful perfectly created child. No one can take that from you.

Name the Caption

I need a caption....What do you think?

Pulling back

What...Oh what...Pray tell me do you see?

Can you orient your eyes to understand this picture?

Lets pull back a little bit....

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Oh....Now I see....still looking strange

Lets pull back some more

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They look happy...but

Are they laying down?

sitting somehow?

Lets pull back a little farther

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Silly boys on our trip

One stands the other sits

The upside down head

makes for quite a trick.

Name that Caption

Where, what, when, why, how?