Aunt Ann, this post is for you. . .

steph, my partner in crime, adventure and many good times

mucho fun with steph and her parents mary and myron

 Costa Rica

Panama

Columbia

Dominican Republic

what i would give to have some of that sunshine right now. . .

sorry, no pics from mexico cuz it was raining and i didn't want to drown my camera.

 ok, let's see if i remember how to do this. . .

The heavens declare the glory of God. . .

Ever "re-discover" a song you liked but had forgotten about?

Let it be said of us, that the Lord was our passion,

that with gladness we bore every cross we were given

That we fought the good fight, that we finished the course

Knowing within us the power of the risen Lord

chorus: Let the cross be our glory, and the Lord be our song

By mercy made holy, by the Spirit made strong.

Let the cross be our glory, and the Lord be our song

Til the likeness of Jesus be through us made known

Let the cross be our glory and the Lord be our song.

Let it be said of us, we were marked by forgiveness

We were known by our love, and delighted in meekness

We were ruled by His peace, heeding unity's call

Joined as one body that Christ would be seen in all.

makes me think about how we worry/wonder what other people are thinking of us.

 but what if our main goal was to have others say this about us- that the Lord is our passion.

Currently Listening Top of My Lungs By Craig & Dean Phillips see related

not long ago, she had a birthday. so now she feels old and pulled out some pictures from a different century, when she was younger.

but now, bringing us up to the present. . .

Georgia. labor day weekend. driving all night. telling stories. trying to find the Flying J. some drivers forget to turn on the lights. . .  the lollipop. wrong exits

arrive at ken and carmels place. chill. drink sweet tea. head to the lake.

taking many pictures. rook games. loud games of Pit. ants and mosquitoes.  late nights.  hard pepper and lazy pepper.  telling many SMBI stories.  ice packs on my nose. lavender toes. volleyball. chasing the volleyball.  interrupting the people on the dock. . .  the stolen tube. sunburns. football. wonderful friends.

and of course, the people we went to see. . .

to all you 2nd termers who did not come, i have one word- Bum!

How long will my prayers seem unanswered?
Is there still faith in me to reach the end?
I'm feeling doubt, I'm losing faith
But giving up would cost me everything
So I'll stand in the pain and silence
And I'll speak to the dark night

I believe in the sun even when it's not shining
I believe in love even when I don't feel it
And I believe in God even when He is silent
And I, I believe

Though I can't see my stories ending
That doesn't mean the dark night has no end
It's only here that I find faith
And learn to trust the one who writes my days
So I'll stand in the pain and silence
And I'll speak to the dark night

I believe in the sun even when it's not shining
I believe in love even when I don't feel it
And I believe in God even when He is silent
And I, I believe
No dark can consume Light
No death greater than this life
We are not forgotten
Hope is found when we say
Even when He is silent

I believe in the sun even when it's not shining
I believe in love even when I don't feel it
And I believe in God even when He is silent
And I, I believe

~barlow girl