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So I had a birthday this week – the big 33!  #iknowitsnotamilestone As much as I love taking pictures, I had almost no real pictures of myself.  So, Silas came to my rescue!  The boys and I went on a little hike and I taught Silas how to freelens!  I think he did a pretty good job for his first time 🙂 It’s weird to post about yourself, but I…

When I was a kid, my parents would drive us up to the mountains every fall to see the aspen trees change colors.  Amongst thick blankets of dark evergreens that covered the mountainsides, there would be saturations of yellow, burnt orange and red.  We would drive the windy passes and point out pockets of flushed leaves, aspen groves that had given way to the changing temperatures, celebrating the new, cooler season. The…

This is Chrissy – passionate, gracious, real  – and one of people closest to my heart in this world.  That might sound dramatic, but Jesus has allowed us to walk together through a lot of life’s crazy.  One thing I’ve found to be true, if you let them, the fiery trials of this world will forge two people together.  It’s a bond that comes through time, heartache, victory, joy, and…

Found this gem while sorting for our garage sale last week.  Ethan wrote it last year for school and Jesus uses it to speak to my heart in this season.  Be of good courage (choice on my part) and He shall strengthen your heart (His great promise).  We wait on our faithful, able, and good Father who delights in taking care of His kids!  And in the light of this truth,…

Three years ago, Jesus told me to put together an album. “What?  I don’t know how to do that.” “Right.” “I mean, I don’t know how to write songs and I’m not that great of a guitar player and even if I did know how to write the music, there are probably a lot of steps between writing songs and having an album.” “Yup.” “So…I guess what I’m trying to…

I’ve had several people lately, tell me how big Silas is looking.  That he’s growing out of his little kid features, looking more like a teenager.  “Sure,” I thought.  “He’s growing.  But ‘teenager?’”  I’m not sure about that.  Then as I was going through my phone pictures the other day, I saw this one I snapped of him at nap time.  Um…why does my eight year old look like a…