My Family of Women

"Heaven is not a city it's a Kingdom".  These words were spoken by my daughter Ruby just minutes before we found out that one of our neighbor boys died in a freak home accident.   I knew him well, he was only 11. We had played football just a week ago. This event has shaken our apartment community, our family, and of course his family.  For a full day they mourned in our cabana, not moving and barely eating.  I can't imagine losing any of my kids.  This is a reminder that we are not promised our next breath.  That we can't wait to be in each others lives.  Don't think "I can wait to tell them about Jesus" because you may not live to tell them.  Or "I can share Jesus with them later, they will be here tomorrow".  They may not be.  I feel like I could have done more in the little boys life.  That I could have spoken more to him or something but I do know that I gave him a opportunity to see Jesus.  I guess I feel like I coul...

Recklessly Authentic: That awkward moment when...... : You see some one live and in person who you are "friends" with on facebook and they look you dead in the eye and don't recognize you.  Uh ye... Yep my 100th post will be to support my wife and her blog.  I Love you Pam!!!!!  Now click the link and read it!!!!!!!! :) http://recklesslyauthentic.blogspot.com/2012/12/that-awkward-moment-when.html?showComment=1354809941969#c1284510535381090082

I'm a nobody my story is not bad my story is not good its just like yours full of sin I'm a nobody I'm tryin' to tell everybody anyone who will listen anyone of any culture anyone that wants more out of life anyone that has sinned once or is full of sin I'm tryin' to tell everybody Bout Somebody that makes me whole that has healed my mind, body and soul that makes any situation small compared to Him that redeemed me from ALL my sin Bout Somebody HE can save anybody yes you liar yes you thief yes you idolater yes you adulterous one, yes anyone!! HE can save anybody

To be frank my love is fragile It's not as free as I thought Although my adoption is final Agape, I am not able The adoration of The One A gift given so freely Yet, I choose to not mirror it Because my funk has depleted me The apples I chose to eat Has sent me off the cliff But He pulled the rug from under death So He's able able able to free my fragile heart

Its been a great weekend.  All my girls were at the house having a lot of fun.  We got a tree and put up the lights.  We made banana apple cider(or spice like Starbucks) its my own creation and it tasted very good in my opinion.  The Littles, Ruby and Essie, had a battle with their older sisters, Moriah and Ephesia, for the right to be called the Mediums.  The Littles are very tired of the name because they are older and wiser now.  At least as far as a 9 year old and 8 year old can be.  After typing out the Mediums I'm not sure I want them to be called the Mediums myself, hmmm.  Anyways, the battle was a good one and very competitive.  "Sorry" can be a vicious vicious game!  But in the end the "Bigs" win and shall continue to call them the Littles.  We had some family over.  We laughed and played.  We decorated the tree.  I had a great time and so did the family.  Then Sunday we went to church.  It was sooo...