A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
Do you see my new blogskin? It was a hard fought battle, but I finally got it.
Okay, so it wasn’t really a battle. It was just a long wait.
Kris and I went to the Opryland Hotel on Friday evening and stayed until Saturday around lunchtime. Our…
I grew up in a good home. I had great parents. The kind of parents you can look to for advice, encouragement and support. They satisfied the main requirements of good parents in my mind. They loved God in front of me, they loved each other in front o…
True to Life Tuesday. I was thinking last night that I might start a series of posts on reality. The down to earth, laundry piled in the corner, crumbs under the table, dust on the television sort of posts. Not as an opportunity to whine, but as a bas…
When the oak tree fell hard on our dear Bart,
He was carving the name of his sweetheart.
But she’ll never know,
His heart loved her so.
When they found him he’d just done the first part.
The last part of our trip was spent as a group of tourists. We packed everything up Sunday morning and climbed on the bus for a four hour drive to Agra to see the Taj Mahal. The trip there was full of interesting sights. Monkey’s on the side of the ro…
Saturday in India was our last day with the children. We had so much fun with them, singing, dancing, laughing and playing. They were so beautiful, happy and well behaved. The wind had picked up that morning and there were some threatening clouds…
Friday night’s service was something I’ll remember always. The faces, the sounds, the tears, the joy and the unyielding confidence that rose from being where I was meant to be. As I mentioned I learned late in the game what I was supposed to speak on.…
Young Love captured Rita and Melbourne,
But all would be lost should their folks learn.
They met once at the shore,
And then nevermore,
Their embraces were told in their sunburn.
Our “regular” schedule took a more defined shape for me on Thursday. Eating a wonderful breakfast each morning at the hotel, finding our way over to the tent where the 800+ kids from all around Faridabad would gather for YCF (Young Citizens Festival), s…
We arrived in India early in the morning and I was immediately struck by the contrasts of beautiful India. Everywhere I looked something surprised me. I had seen pictures, I had heard stories and yet I had no idea how it would be. My first regret was…