This post is mostly for my far away sisters and other family who could not be with us this weekend. Betty, Mom, Barbara.

Keep Calm and Sink Happy Soughts. The story of a little girl attempting to follow in the footsteps of her Savior. For all you who are subscribed to this blog,. He Knows What I Need.

Singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord . It all unfolds before us. Smiles sprout less often, shoulders begin to melt,. Eyelids droop and strands of white appear in our hair. And long before the strands of white appear,. We lose our child-laugh and even our innocence.

Me learning to take my shoes off before a holy God, everyday. The Thoughts of a Disillusioned Missionary.

For people who speak thus make it clear that they are seeking out a homeland. We were born into a day. When worries still lay far away. And all we really knew was,. We question all our growth and pain,. When surely what we had was. Growing every day, a great adventure;. A child again with me.

Last time I said I was wishing for spring.