Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Girls' Beach Getaway

A small group of friends had the tradition of meeting at the beach once a year in January for a girls' weekend.  This group consisted of two ladies I knew through our church college ministry and campus IVCF ministries and two of their local friends.  This year, they invited more people, and I felt so blessed to become a part of this annual tradition. (Gift #898)
Girls' Weekend Getaway at the Beach
With two other trips planned this month and with lesson planning consuming almost every waking hour of every weekend, I did not know how I would find the time to attend, but God gave me the stamina to work late hours each night so that I could get ahead a little freeing up my conscientious mind to fully enjoy the weekend.  (Gift #899)  Words cannot fully express how refreshing and freeing it felt to have a carefree weekend without the responsibilities of caring for a family, doing chores, and checking off items from the never ending to-do list! (Gift #900)  I'm so thankful for my husband's willingness to take over those responsibilities and grant me this opportunity. (Gift #901)  He even made sure the kids did their chores, washed a load of clothes, and helped the kids bake me a pan of welcome home brownies while I was gone. (Gift #902)

Before I left for this trip, I recited something word-for-word that my husband had said to me while I was away the last time I went on a girls' weekend approximately five years ago.  My primary love language is words of affirmation, so when he says something that touches my heart, I do not easily forget it.  So I told him that receiving a few sweet texts over the weekend would mean the world to me. He doesn't easily speak that love language, so I  suggested that the girls may possibly compare the number and quality of texts they receive from their husbands (making it a bit of a competition to inspire him).  Since he is a computer guru/geek who doesn't speak "words of affirmation" very easily, he joked that he might just have to write an app that grabs thoughtful sentiments from the internet and automatically texts them to me periodically in his name.

I shared his app idea on Facebook and then received inquiries from several people wanting to buy that app!  He did not write such an app (although he may be working on one now given the interest and impact it could have on strengthening marriages), but he did send me some very thoughtful texts (some quoted from famous poets and others from his own heart) that weekend.  (Gift #903)

"Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt my love for you." - Shakespeare

"For it is not into my ear you whisper, but into my heart... It is not my lips you kiss, but my soul."
I told my friends how I had asked him for these texts, and they thought that was very shallow and lame, but then I asked them how often their husbands had sent texts to them that weekend as an expression of how much they were missed.  After considering the content of their texts ("did you buy tomatoes?", "Where is the mustard?", "Hope you don't mind if I keep the kids up extra late tonight."), they realized that telling your husband how to fill your tank isn't necessarily a bad idea.  I think a wife should help her husband out instead of expecting him to read her mind and automatically know what she wants.  When a man wants to please his wife but does not know how, she may go looking for that need to be met elsewhere.  So, I am coaching my husband as he is coaching me, and our marriage is stronger for it. He speaks my love language more to me, and I automatically want to reciprocate by speaking his love language to him. (Gift #904)  It's a win/win in my book.  Those idealistic notions presented in romance novels and chick flicks set up unrealistic expectations.  Let us love passionately while accepting the limits of reality. (End of soapbox rant)

After weeks of miserably cold weather and dreary rainy days, the sun finally came out last Friday just in time for our beach trip! (Gift #905)

The resort our friends booked was extravagant but came at very affordable (okay, dirt cheap is more like it) off-season rates (compared to the $8K-10K weekly rental fees in the summer).  (Gift #906)

Our home at the beach for the weekend
We stayed in a 3200 square foot, five bedroom ocean front condo with five baths, fully equipped kitchen, full size laundry facilities, breakfast nook, dining room, large family room, and a separate TV lounge / living area.
 
8 out of 9 of us in the family room
The master suite was gorgeous with Ralph Lauren decor and regal furnishings.  
The resort featured an upscale spa, at least four hot tubs, several indoor and outdoor pools, and a lazy river.  There are some funny stories I could tell about our adventures at the hot tub involving young but grown men who forgot their swim suits, a bunch of old drunk men who nauseated us with their obnoxious flirting and one whistle, and three respectful and mature teenagers from our capital city who would be attending our alma mater in the fall and majoring in engineering as I did.  Shame on Beth for taking this picture of us shivering as we ran into the jacuzzi.
Jacuzzi in January?  Yes we did!
 

The condo even had the exact same furniture piece in the foyer that we have in our foyer which made me feel even more at home.

The views from the extra long balcony were spectacular.  (Gift #907)

We ate out each day for lunch and dinner.  Since we did not have our kids or husbands with us making the dining costs so high, we splurged.  No fast food for us!  We enjoyed delicious, high quality seafood, Italian cuisine, quiche, and a wide variety of menu items I could not pronounce or do not usually allow myself to order because of the cost or caloric density.  What a privilege to taste and see that the Lord is good without breaking our budgets. (Gift #908)
Friday Dinner (I'm hiding behind Heather.)
Selfies after lunch

While dining, we noticed that three gals, each living in three different corners of two states four hours apart, just happened to all have the same NCSU clings on their phones.   
Van full of crazy women after another fancy dinner
Most of the ladies went to the very expensive and exclusive resort spa which just happened to be featured on the golf channel the following week.  AAs much as I already spend on chiropractic care and physical therapy, I didn't want to spend that kind of money on treatments unless collagen was involved. I'm only kidding.  So, the the friend I had invited from Charleston who did not know many people and I there went on a different adventure.  We had planned to walk on the beach, workout at the resort fitness center, and ride the Sky Wheel, but we spent so long walking and talking on the beach, that we had to skip the fitness center.  Miracle of miracles....I did not work out that day and had no withdrawal symptoms. (Gift #909) She has been wanting to ride the Sky Wheel for ages, so since it was her birthday weekend, and she had to leave on Saturday after lunch, I treated her to tickets.  The views were excellent, and we had great fun as we giggled like school girls.  The photo of her with her tongue out says it all.  (Gift #910)

The birthday girl and me right after boarding the Sky Wheel
What middle aged glee looks like at over 20 stories above the Atlantic Ocean
Here are some of our views from the Sky Wheel:



The Sky Wheel was fun, and shopping for souvenirs for the kids afterwards was a must, but the best part of any beach trip is walking on the beach and soaking in God's glory on display. (Gift #911)   Some of my greatest spiritual breakthroughs have taken place while walking or running on the beach.  It was during beach trips like this one during college with our college campus ministry and our church's college ministry with some of the same people on this trip that I made the greatest memories.  I enjoyed long walks and great talks on the beach with my sisters in Christ and forever friends that weekend.  (Gift #912)

Before we left, a good friend of mine from college and I tried to recreate a picture we took back in 1993.  It's been over 22 years since the beach trip shown to the left, and we've only seen each other two other times during all those years, but we picked up right where we left off as if no time had passed.  Her friendship is such a gift. (Gift #913)

Monday, January 19, 2015

Kids, Teaching, and Nostalgia

Kids Make Me Smile 
Receiving a big good night hug from my cuddle bug is a daily gift from the Lord. (Gift #879)  I'm so thankful that my boy speaks one of my top love languages with such enthusiasm. (Gift #880)
 

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After getting his teeth cleaned and polished at the dentist's office, this same boy asked if he could have some of the hot chocolate or coffee in the waiting area.

So I replied, "Please don't stain your clean sparkling teeth they just treated with a hot drink so soon."

He insisted, "But the reason they put those hot drinks in the waiting area in the first place is to wash away the bad taste of the tooth polish."

I'm fairly sure that there is a parenting rule that says, "Never try to debate with a child."  I thought that rule had to do with how incapable a child is to think logically, but now I think that rule is found in so many parenting books because the child might outsmart the parent.

I simply informed him that the hot drinks were for those waiting on the patients and for job security as they would certainly keep the kids coming back to the dentist for more treatment.

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That 8-year-old is not only logical for his age, but he is also very literal.  He recently asked me in all
seriousness, "How is it even possible for you to lose your mind?"

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I recently instructed our son to be a leader at a birthday party by setting an example of mild-mannered, respectful, and obedient behavior that the other boys could follow (thereby making the party easier on the hostess/mom).  So he marched off to the Nerf party and was very obedient to my instructions regarding calling us about certain issues and so forth.  However, his method of leading the boys toward right behavior during a Nerf battle was to proclaim, "Ok, if anybody does anything stupid, shoot him!"

While he isn't supposed to use the word "stupid", he at least did not use it in a personally offensive way, and he sure made that host mom laugh while trying his best to obey.  I guess that's an example of parenting outside of the funnel( that is, expecting too much from him for his age).

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Our first born has a fondness for cooking, so she has been experimenting in the kitchen.  She made a fabulous breakfast pizza one evening and then asked if she could prepare a multiple course meal for me the following Saturday. She pored through three different cookbooks to select the menu. Then she compiled a massive grocery list and did the shopping herself (with our debit card & her dad's supervision). 
Grocery list in-process
She and her dad then spent the next few hours in the kitchen preparing a fabulous meal. Dinner wasn't ready until 9:30pm (so maybe now that she understands how much trouble meals are, I will not hear any more whining, "Is dinner ready yet?"). I wasn't allowed inside the kitchen, for this meal was  supposed to be a surprise.  Such a thoughtful labor of love is quite a gift, and she and her dad even cleaned most of the dishes. (Gift #881)  She included lots of vegetables in the meal that she knew I would love even though she doesn't like them very much.  That's love, y'all.  (Gift #882)

She made it so special that we really should have eaten in the dining room. She spoke with a French accent as she seated us, took our orders, and served us each course.  I love the way she makes everything she does a dramatic production. (Gift #883)
 
We enjoyed yeast rolls with butter and roasted garlic, fresh basil salad, tropical fruit salad, grilled basil & garlic chicken, potatoes and vegetables, and chocolate mint silk pie on a homemade cookie crust. She even made us fill out a customer satisfaction survey. 
My husband deserves a prize for spending so much time with his little girl that evening laboring with her for us both.  He is such a gift to our family.  (Gift #884)

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Her creative antics are entertaining, but sometimes the chaos her right-brain creates brings me to knees.  This left-brained mom needed some parenting input, so I took a survey.  When the right-brained-child, over time, rearranges the closet I so meticulously organized for her such that everything is random (ie, uniform pieces scattered throughout, pants, dresses, shirts, skirts, sweaters all jumbled together according to no recognizable pattern) and assembling a simple standard uniform each day takes way too long, is she:
a) Expressing her creative genius
b) Being lazy
c) Deliberately trying to drive her OCD mom nuts
d) Making her closet coordinate with her room which is equally chaotic
e) Just being the beautiful, wonderful, unique way God made her.
Most agreed that the answer should be f) all of the above.

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Our kids continue to be invited for play dates with school friends. My son is mild-mannered for a boy, so I think other kids' parents like his calming influence on their children.  What a gift it is to have two easy going guys in our home to balance out the high strung gals. (Gift #885)

Park play date with school friends

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At our school, the discipline policy requires that children visit the principal after the third warning in the classroom, and then after a certain number of principal visits or for certain situations, the child is immediately sent to the headmaster's office where corporal punishment is administered for the boys under a certain age.  So, when my daughter overheard me mention that I had a meeting with the headmaster (it was about long range vision & planning for the school), she automatically assumed that meant I was in big trouble. After school on the day of the scheduled meeting she asked, "Did you have your meeting?" When I told her no, she said, "So you haven't been fired yet?"

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While our children may seem sheltered in their Christian school and many church activities, they are finding many opportunities to lead others toward the way that is good and right.  Our son has especially been growing in this area.  The kids in his class get in trouble a lot, and since he is friends with them all, he initially got in trouble some at school via guilt by association.  We challenged him to be strong and to lead those boys toward right behavior, and that is exactly what he has been doing for the most part.  (Gift #886)

These boys once teased a boy in their class who was different than the others.  So we insisted that our son invite him to his birthday party and get to know him.  We told him that if is kind toward that boy, then maybe the other boys will follow his example, and then they will all gain a new friend as well as making that boy feel more accepted and happy at school. And that is indeed what is happening at school. Praise God!  (Gift #887)

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Another gift I have appreciated is watching God work healing and spiritual growth in the life of one of our neighbors.  We have poured into her family over the past year and loved on her precious boys and prayed for specific changes, all of which have occurred over the past two months. (Gift #888)

When our son attended a birthday party for these boys who have had a difficult childhood and where other boys would be in attendance whom we did not know but assumed came from families with different values from ours, I gave our boy clear protective instructions and prayed he would be a light.  He called to ask permission before he played any computer games or watched a movie.  I'm so thankful he obeyed and understood that the boundaries we set are for his protection.  (Gift #889).  He tried to set a good example.  He has come a long way this year, and we are so thankful, for there have been times when we marveled at the power of the sin nature in both of the kids and in ourselves.  I know God has used his faithful teacher at school to help mold his heart, so we appreciate her very much.  (Gift #890)


Teaching
After spending almost every waking minute last weekend thinking about my students, praying for them, writing and rewriting lesson plans/teaching materials/assignments/quizzes/tests, etc. for them, I am humbled to realize how much my own teachers cared while I often took them for granted. Who in her right mind spends her entire weekend thinking, "I cannot wait for class to begin on Monday"?   Love is powerful!

While I still spend entirely too much time away from my family working for this class, I am so thankful to find a ministry area where I feel like every previous life experience and educational/career opportunity is being used together to disciple this next generation of leaders. (Gift #891)  My prayer is that they may stay rooted in the word and keep abiding in the vine. 

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My students asked me several times the week before last if I would be coming to their game on Friday against their arch rivals.  I wanted to come support them, but I had way too much on my plate, and with so much traveling this month, I needed to get ahead with my lesson planning.  I went anyway.

When our team was down by 15 points near the end of the first half tonight, my son asked, "Are they going to lose?"

After having observed a stark contrast between the sportsmanship and behavior of the opponents in comparison to the mature, upright behavior of our team, I replied, "They have already won, for the character and Christlike sportsmanship they are displaying shines as a bright light. And even though I teach statistics, and the odds are clearly against them, I believe righteousness will prevail."

They trailed throughout the rest of the game until they brought the score up to only one point behind the opponent, and the opponent had the ball.  They ended up scoring and winning by two points during the last six seconds of the game.  Congratulations to my favorite high school men's varsity basketball team. The Lord used you to show my son that righteousness does indeed win in the end!  (Gift #892)

Disclaimer: I am in no way implying the false prosperity teaching that says faith wins every game or brings worldly desires, but rather, that in the long run & at the end of this life, with regard to that which matters eternally, by God's matchless grace, the faithful will absolutely triumph in Christ. And righteous living certainly does bring better natural consequences.

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I am so elated that the Lord has opened so many opportunities for our statistics class to apply statistics to real life situations. (Gift #893)  My hope is that students will begin thinking about key life decisions now, knowing how to choose wisely based on Biblical & absolute truth, logic, and critical thinking skills, so that when they face crisis moments, they will be equipped to respond in wisdom instead of making poor choices when emotions, hormones, and peer pressure are most intense. 

So, I never give my students redundant worksheets.  Every assignment uses statistical concepts to solve real world problems.  I am not training them to be calculators who know how to plug-and-chug using a formula they stored temporarily in their short term memory for a test, but rather to become critical thinkers who know how to use the mathematical tools they've learned over the years to make wise choices for a lifetime.  I would love to see them understanding the concepts well enough to not only apply them, but to also grow and develop the concepts into new discoveries and increased knowledge that would benefit others.  They've come a long way after having their minds blown by how different my class is from the others offered at our school. 

As I began reflecting on topics covered over the past semester, I made a list of those that came to mind.  Here is a partial list of what we've discussed in relation to statistics thus far.  I am so thankful to have this platform for speaking God's truth and relating it to other subjects so that it will stick better in their minds and hopefully become rooted in their hearts.  (Gift #894)

Primary subjects: physics, biology, chemistry, economics, engineering, political science, philosophy, human physiology/chemistry, psychology, theology, Bible, classical literature, writing, drama, and history
Specialties:  geriatrics, epigenetics, sports injuries, medicine, R&D, quality control, manufacturing, pharmacology, oncology, national defense, election process, brain development, nutrition, weight training, educational theories, finances/investments, music,  journalism, scientific report writing
Extracurricular interests: football (NFL/AFL/CCS), basketball, baseball, tennis, field hockey, weight training
Life: drugs/alcohol/addictions, abortion, birth control, pregnancy, abstinence, body image, peer pressure, gambling, career/college, testing, priority setting, materialism, love/romance, dating, marriage, love languages, parenting, adoption, foster parenting, sleep dangers, gun control, nuclear weapons, coffee, gluttony, fashion, modesty
Pop cultural and/or superficial: Michael Jackson, the 80s, hair, bling, modeling, card games, numerous political figures, cars

Nostalgia
It's hard to believe that much of what I know about life and God, I learned under the disco ball strobe light on the raised dance floor in the bar called Prisms located inside an awesome Baptist church. Our church had just bought a hotel as its new meeting place and eventually converted the college meeting room, Prisms, into a basketball court / recreation area. As Sam filled our hearts with wisdom from God's word and amazing fellowship & accountability nurtured us, we all grew so much stronger in our faith and in our relationship with Christ. And we laughed a WHOLE lot.  I am eternally grateful for those years of rapid and intense spiritual growth. (Gift #895)  In my next post, I'll share about a recent beach getaway with some of these college ministry ladies.

Experiencing rapid spiritual growth on the dance floor in a bar called Prisms
January is Sanctity of Human Life Month (ie, the anniversary of the Roe v. Wade decision which had resulted in the murder of 55,772,015 innocent, defenseless lives by January 2013).  So, during this time of year, I tend to ponder the fact that my own birth was the result of a crisis pregnancy.  Roe v. Wade made it legal in TX (and other states followed) for a women to kill her unborn baby for ANY reason up until the baby was viable if born at that time.  When this law passed, I was right in the middle of the transition from not being viable outside the womb to being viable.  Of course, viability age has decreased significantly since that ruling, yet the time at which a pregnancy can be legally performed has only gotten later to the point that babies are birthed to the point that half of their bodies are delivered before been violently murdered.

What if I had been conceived a month or two later?  Would I be there?  Should women in crisis be given such a choice with little to no counseling of long term ramifications and by abortion clinic workers who refer to the child as a blob or a fetus while refusing to call the child a baby?  I think not.  While I don't expect most people to agree with me, experience in crisis pregnancy counseling ministries has me convinced that not even in cases of rape should women be allowed to kill the baby God created, for to kill a child when that child is a product of rape is to violate that mother a second time, and doing so causes a lifetime of suffering while bearing that child out of rape (and placing for adoption or even choosing to parent though that is rare) brings redemption, healing, and hope.

But I don't need to play the "what-if" game because my birth mother chose life (Gift #896), and for that I am exceedingly grateful.  And while I may not be the most popular woman on earth, there are enough people who enthusiastically agree with all their hearts that my life matters and is sacred as are the 56 million who never had a chance to take one breath, much less love, serve, and give.  I recently came across this photo of me before my adoption.
I may not have been a very pretty baby, but I sure look better born as God intended instead of being dismembered and decapitated as most products of crisis pregnancy are now thanks to the greed, deception, and outright wickedness that has manipulated hearts and minds.

After coming across that photo, I also came across another photo of my husband with his dad. He, too, was the result of a crisis pregnancy.  His parents also chose to give him life, but they decided to parent him.  They got married right away and have lived "happily ever after" nurturing a strong family with four sons.  I cannot imagine this world without my beloved.  His influence and service have been a blessing to so many.  Without these unwanted pregnancies, our children, who bring so much joy to most everyone they meet, would not be here either.  We're so thankful they chose life for us ALL! (Gift #897)
 
My hubby and his dad and Irish twin brother
As an adopted child, I never thought much about genetics, but now that I have children of my own, I am completely fascinated by genetic similarities.  So I used the above photos to create some side-by-side comparisons of our family when we were all about the same ages.

Our family of four as infants
Our family of four at approximately 13-15 months of age

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

From Christmas in Oklahoma to New Year's Eve

When we first arrived in OK, I wrote on Facebook, "Gas prices are $1.79/gallon. My daughter just went to the vet to pick up a chicken. As I look out the windows I see ducks swimming on the pond, peacocks in rehab, and shelters for raccoons & possums ready for their next rescued guest. Where in the world am I?"  Locals who don't know us well would have never guessed we were hanging out with a band of doctors, models, artists, musicians, SAHMs , and a CPA (my husband's family) in Tulsa, OK. 

Later, my daughter got to pin a chicken's wing to a board as a form of rehab while it heals. Grandma is always rescuing and rehabbing some type of critter, even in the winter.  It's always an adventure there, and we make some great memories. (Gift #874)

Our first night there we went out to eat at the best pizza place in Oklahoma with my husband's "Irish twin" brother and his family and my husband's parents.  It was a lot of fun and has become a bit of a tradition.  I took the pic below of our daughter with her Grandpa while we waited for our sinfully tasty pizza.
The day before we fly home, it has become the tradition over the past few years to gather at the 3rd son's home for tacos (he makes amazing pork, beef, and chicken for his build-your-own taco bar) and his popular homemade cookies followed by rounds of Wits and Wagers.  This year Madelyn and my husband guessed the answer to the question exactly which has never happened in our family until that night, and it happened twice! 

After the game, we went upstairs to join the kids in a jam session.  All of the kids have had piano lessons, though Kate has played the longest.  She also plays bass guitar, so she let my husband take a turn on the keyboard. Grandpa played electric guitar in a high school band, so he relived his youth by strumming on an electric guitar.  Our host played the acoustic guitar and our daughter served as lead singer.  My video camera's sound recorder was not balanced correctly, so the video does not do it justice at all, but I thought that sounded great.  What a blessing this musical family is to us. (Gift #875)


When I woke up the day we were scheduled to fly home, soft fluffy snowflakes were falling from the sky.  A slow steady snowfall continued for the next seven hours, but thankfully it did not stick to the roads too much, so our flights were not affected. (Gift #876)  I took the following photos through screened and glass pane windows.  Imagine how much prettier they would be if I could have obtained those perspectives while standing outside.

That bird house we gave them (lower right) had to be placed where the cats could not get to it, so it sits atop the tree stump.
I loved the contrast of the red cardinals (our state bird) against the winter background.
We've been slowly catching up on laundry and much needed errands (spending all the kids' Christmas gift cards was at the top of the kids' lists) since we returned. When we usually tell the kids to go get dressed for school, it takes them 45 minutes. When I told them to get dressed so we could go buy them Nike shoes, it took them 45 seconds. Motivation is everything!

New Year's Eve
We did not have an overly exciting New Year's Eve, although I did sleep in until 11am, so I achieved my goal for the day.  We visited with friends who came over, and then they decided to take both of our kids back to their house for a play date, so I got some quiet time for lesson planning and doing more laundry.  She sent me this photo of my son (red) and her boy (blue) walking down a cart path on Preston golf course. 
Armed and Dangerous

Our son bought an enormous mega blaster that is about as long as he is tall with his Christmas money, so these boys enjoyed some fun Nerf action together. (Gift #877)
His New Mega Blaster
My daughter emailed me this collection of images today and asked if we could dye her hair one of those colors.  I sure was grateful for her school's strict dress code policies (Gift #878) which enabled me to reply, "Sorry, sweetheart, while you would look absolutely lovely with neon purple hair, we just can't dye it without violating school policy. It's all their fault!"

I thought I would borrow a northern tradition of eating Chinese food for New Year's, so I made rice, stir fry vegetables and mandarin chicken for dinner paired with some soul food cornbread.  I experimented with some tweaks of the traditional recipe by adding honey and replacing the oil and milk with half-and-half, and the result was fabulous!  That was the best cornbread any of us has tasted, I do believe.

New Year Thoughts
If I said, "Money can't buy happiness", few would disagree, for we know in the recesses of our minds that the more of this world we possess, the less peace we experience. Yet, if we look around us, we see status seeking, ladder climbing, wealth gaining, stressed out parents transferring their anxiety onto their kids by putting them in too many activities and into expensive schools where the students feel pressured to excel, win scholarships, and gain admittance into top universities, so they too can run the rat race that leads to glamorous outward appearances and poor health, fat bank accounts and empty hearts, quick fixes and broken relationships, momentary highs and long term misery.

So this new year and henceforth, I am resolved to purposefully grant my children freedom to pursue their dreams not mine, to invest in relationships, to take risks and FAIL, to explore & discover, and most importantly, to spend time with their Lord and Savior, growing in intimacy with Him, seeking to understand His will for them, and letting Him lead them into fruitful ministry.

May they personally know both want and need, so they can learn to put ALL their trust in the Lord. May they have enough to further the work of God's kingdom and to give generously to those in need, but may they never have too many worldly riches which distract from God's leading and too easily become idols in God's place. (Deuteronomy 17:17). May they be rich in God's word so they can discern the truth from the lies of this world (Matthew 7:15) and prioritize wisely. May they know the fullness of joy by sowing seeds that reap an eternal harvest. May they never forget that this world is not their home, but that they are sojourners put here for a supernatural, exponentially valuable purpose. May they know they are loved unconditionally and eternally by the Creator and Sustainer of the universe and experience perfect peace (John 14:27) as they continually walk in the complete freedom that only He gives. (John 8:36).

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