Monday, May 9, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
For the Love of T-Ball
Player Luke Totten...
shows his appriciation and admiration for Coach Scott (Daddy) Totten
Friday, April 8, 2011
Blue Skies and Cherry Blossoms...
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Thursday, April 7, 2011
Playin' Hoops...
Luke's new found love is BASKETBALL!!!!
He invited me to come outside with him yesterday to shoot hoops and a few pictures.
He specifically asked me to bring my camera!
This was a perfect opportunity to capture some of the "Defining Details" that are uniquely his. Some of my favorites...
those huge hands of his, his fuzzy golden head, his tongue that is out during times of intense concentration ( Just like his dad ) and all those funny expressions that only his face can make.
I love seeing how tall he's getting and ....
how excited he gets at all his new found abilities.
Last but not least I want to always remember that precious 5 year old broken and brown front tooth smile!
Monday, April 4, 2011
Momma Meg
Friday, March 25, 2011
Waves of Mercy...
I took this image, while at the Oregon Coast with my family a few weeks ago. It was a beautiful day, filled with adventure, discovery and pure rest. The kids climbed and then rolled down a huge sand hill for what seemed like hours. My husband dozed in the warm unexpected afternoon sunshine near my side. I sat watching my family enjoy the day and also watched a man as he rowed about on his paddle board. At times the waves would move in such a way, it actually looked as if he was walking on water.
He would paddle and paddle and from where I sat on the shore, it looked as if he where standing perfectly still. "Where does he think he's going?" I thought..."He's working so hard for nothing it seams." Boy isn't that how we can so often feel?. Can you relate? Day in and day out, spinning our wheels, paddling our little ores. For what? To where? Why?
As I sat and watch him the Lord spoke to my heart... I heard him say, "Do you see how small man is, do you see how emence I am? I delight when my children enjoy my all that I have made. I made it just for you. Be still and know that I am God that I am with you in the storm and also the calm smooth waters. Come to me and let me be your strength to press on each and every day. You are on a journey toward home, home is with me and I long to be with you. Be still and know that I am God. For now, enjoy, give thanks...for the tide of life will ebb and flow but I remain constant and faithful always.
It has not been till these past few years that I feel as if I am actually cluing into the purpose of life. Do Tell....you say...well it is not for the labor, it is not for the seeking after the wind, it is ALL for God's Glory!
I think the guy out on that paddle board might just have a few major things figured out. As I watched his figure glide across the water, It was if I saw a painting that revealed Gods Mercy and Grace. As people we often try so hard in our own strength and end up going nowhere. We push ourselves to try to know all the answers and figure things out and in our pride we often fall into seeking glory for ourselves. We try to control the world and those around us. We fool ourselves into thinking that we are headed in the right direction and we fail to even ask God if we're on the right course. In Gods divine Love for us it seams that even when we fail and get off coarse , he is merciful to provide the right current to send us right where he needs us to be.
I encourage you to take a moment to ask God if your headed in the direction he intends for you? If you find yourself drifting and unsure, be still and know that He is God, wait upon him to guide your path. Trust in Him, he is Faithful. Once you know that direction God intends for you, with His help than paddle with all your might to and for the Glory of God.
This images also prompts my spirit to pray for Japan (03/11/2011)...Lord let your Mercy Flow.
He would paddle and paddle and from where I sat on the shore, it looked as if he where standing perfectly still. "Where does he think he's going?" I thought..."He's working so hard for nothing it seams." Boy isn't that how we can so often feel?. Can you relate? Day in and day out, spinning our wheels, paddling our little ores. For what? To where? Why?
As I sat and watch him the Lord spoke to my heart... I heard him say, "Do you see how small man is, do you see how emence I am? I delight when my children enjoy my all that I have made. I made it just for you. Be still and know that I am God that I am with you in the storm and also the calm smooth waters. Come to me and let me be your strength to press on each and every day. You are on a journey toward home, home is with me and I long to be with you. Be still and know that I am God. For now, enjoy, give thanks...for the tide of life will ebb and flow but I remain constant and faithful always.
It has not been till these past few years that I feel as if I am actually cluing into the purpose of life. Do Tell....you say...well it is not for the labor, it is not for the seeking after the wind, it is ALL for God's Glory!
I think the guy out on that paddle board might just have a few major things figured out. As I watched his figure glide across the water, It was if I saw a painting that revealed Gods Mercy and Grace. As people we often try so hard in our own strength and end up going nowhere. We push ourselves to try to know all the answers and figure things out and in our pride we often fall into seeking glory for ourselves. We try to control the world and those around us. We fool ourselves into thinking that we are headed in the right direction and we fail to even ask God if we're on the right course. In Gods divine Love for us it seams that even when we fail and get off coarse , he is merciful to provide the right current to send us right where he needs us to be.
I encourage you to take a moment to ask God if your headed in the direction he intends for you? If you find yourself drifting and unsure, be still and know that He is God, wait upon him to guide your path. Trust in Him, he is Faithful. Once you know that direction God intends for you, with His help than paddle with all your might to and for the Glory of God.
This images also prompts my spirit to pray for Japan (03/11/2011)...Lord let your Mercy Flow.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Beautiful Things out of Dust...
The images of destruction and devastation in Japan, Haiti, middle East. My heart reflects on those still suffering in Haiti. The images of rushing water and utter destruction on by the March 11, 2011as I lay in my
Joe Anfuso: " Two nights ago I was in Haiti trying to sleep in a tent city of 15,000 earthquake victims. Suddenly, a woman began screaming, a frantic wail that went on for hours. Was it a deranged psychotic? A voodoo practitioner? A frustrated refugee cursing her fate? Next morning, a baby's cry echoed throughout the camp. The screams had come from a woman in labor, her baby a symbol of Haiti's uncertain but PROMISING future."
Song by Gungor | from the album Beautiful Things
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
Joe Anfuso: " Two nights ago I was in Haiti trying to sleep in a tent city of 15,000 earthquake victims. Suddenly, a woman began screaming, a frantic wail that went on for hours. Was it a deranged psychotic? A voodoo practitioner? A frustrated refugee cursing her fate? Next morning, a baby's cry echoed throughout the camp. The screams had come from a woman in labor, her baby a symbol of Haiti's uncertain but PROMISING future."
Song by Gungor | from the album Beautiful Things
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
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