My Old Man
This weekend, I spent some time going through all of our adoption paperwork and files. I found this when I was going through the stuff from our PRIDE courses. We were to draw a stick figure of ourselves and then I forget exactly what we were to write on post-its and place on the paper. . . I think it was our support system or something.
My husband, of course, went a little further with his drawing as the class progressed.
It’s him alright. That running “W” on his hat. . . The King Ranch hats that he always wears. And of course, it’s hard to hunt without something to shoot, right?
I made sure to keep this little drawing as it really makes me smile because it’s just so Cody.
Rural Roads in the Pineywoods
When you take a rural road in these here Pineywoods, you never know what you might happen upon. Last weekend, we went out to the deer lease just to get out of the house for a bit. Our way home was stalled by. . .
a road block. . . a tree to be more specific. Up ahead of us there were tall trees on either side of the road- the kind that shade the road when the sun’s out. But, I guess this time, the rain was just too much for one of the trees. By the time we’d pulled up on the scene, an eighteen wheeler had already unhooked his trailer to see if he could pull the tree out of the road. And just as we were arriving, a welding truck pulled up, two men jumped out, and grabbed a pair of chain saws.
In this neck of the woods, neighbors are always out there to help you- and their quick about it. We don’t wait around for help to arrive- we make help happen. But, in this case, the we, wasn’t quite we. It just so happen that we were stopped by a barn. So, I got my camera out and “entertained myself”. It was raining, so I just stayed in the truck. (The rain also explains why I couldn’t get any clear pictures of the scene in front of us through the windshield.)
A Sign and A Promise
Saturday, we went down towards Houston to watch Jack play his last soccer game. On our way home, we marveled in the beautifully lit dark stormy skies off to our east. We saw showers a few times on our way home. As we came up the hill to our road, we saw a rainbow.
I doubted that as we turned the corner (and subsequently the angle) and drove to our house that I’d still be able to see the rainbow. But, as we pulled into the driveway, the rainbow was shining over our house. I wish I’d taken a pic from our driveway, but alas, I didn’t take any until I got into the backyard.
Sunday, as I prepared for church, I marveled at that rainbow and God’s promises. We’ve been healing around here and it was a great reminder that God isn’t going to flood us out. He’s certainly not going to give us more than we can handle. He made his bow in the sky a covenant with Noah, his family, and his people.
The Camera Knows
Sometimes, the camera knows more than we do. Or at least it points things out that although we might know it, we don’t fully recognize it.
Such was the case, a week ago. We were at this guy’s soccer game. OK, so he’s not playing soccer in this shot and it’s doesn’t show what the camera knows.
A short sidenote or two: The shot above represents two other sidenotes from the morning. First, Jack realized we had two cameras now. When I explained Cody got one, he quickly said, “It’s mine now.” He loves to take shots with my camera and now realized he had a better chance to show me up. OK, he cares nothing about showing me up- but he takes shots with manual focus and gets me some strange looks as other adults realize what I’ve so freely allowed him to use. Secondly, I “taught” him how to avoid having his picture taken. . . I taught him my family’s traditional portrait. . . shielding your face with a camera.
Now, Lisa ended up using the camera above and between the two of us we had about 400 shots which I narrowed down to about 60. Really, I could narrow it down more but I wanted mom, son, dad, etc to have a chance to see all of the remaining shots. One reason. . . Because what the camera showed me. . . what it knows. . . what I guess I knew but never really made note of it. . .
The “Jack Pose”- The way he stands. . . Just look:
The Anchor Holds
A really good friend of my sent me a message after reading my blog posts about what’s going on in my life. She shared with me this song that’s an awesome fit for how I feel these days. I wanted to be sure to share it with all of you.