A toast of a post

I was reading the blog of my one friend who still posts regularly tonight. She is a beautiful writer and God has laid it on her heart to share words of wisdom. I am so thankful she has faithfully answered his call.  For most of us these blogs were just the thing we all did for a little while a few years ago, but for her I believe it's truly something more a gift for us, maybe a gift for her as well. I know the power of the written word... I hope she gets as much from writing it as I often do reading it.

So there along the edge was the link to this, my own lonely little blog. I enjoyed it for a time, before time got away.  And some things happened that I didn't really want to share, then some things happened that I sort of wanted to share but didn't want to seem like bragging, then some more things happened that sort of rocked us for a while and I really didn't know how to share.

So I clicked the link and discovered my last post was in January 2013.  And here it is almost 2015. And I decided I just couldn't let ALL of 2014 go by without a post.

So I don't know what will happened next year, really none of us do.  Maybe God will lay words on my heart to share, maybe there will be silly stories that I just want to put some place so I remember them, maybe not.  Maybe my blog will sit abandoned for another year as life's seasons continue to change.

But in the meantime. Here is a toast. A toast to all that happened in 2014. A toast to remembering that God uses all things for his good.  And a toast to Amanda Schrieber. Go read her blog I'm still clay. The link is in the sidebar.

Life with Boys

You wouldn't believe some of the conversations that occur at our home.  A glimpse from last night.  I had made Max some Macaroni & Cheese for dinner.  It was some special character kind and it was HIS! Normally he's a pretty good share-r but he was feeling a bit feisty.   So when Nate asked for the 3rd time if he could have some, Max  replied with "Sure... if you give me your pants."  Without a beat Nate pulled off his pj bottoms and handed them over to Max and then served himself a bowl of Mac-n-Cheese in his tighty-whiteys.

Is it just us or does this kind of stuff happen at other people's homes?

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