Burning {Aching}

Finishing last Sunday evening in a special way felt needed. News of family broken, bleeding here in our community filled the day with ache. So we held our little family closer.

I know the God who created family. Do I believe in his plan and design?

I know the God who says, "Honor all men, love family, the brotherhood, peace, grace. This is my way." Do I believe it?

I know the God who says, "Nothing is too wonderful for Me. Nothing is impossible with Me." Do I believe in Him?

My actions will answer.

{the sticky-fingers balancing act}

The night air was mild and extra quiet. The bright, crescent moon looked down on us, as the children giggled and ran off the sugar and Espi and I talked, listened, and took in the stillness.